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Chapter 13 - All Bad

Chapter 13 – All Bad

Jessica’s POV

As I reached the front door I froze… “This is it”…! I fought to myself, I was going to leave and wouldn’t come back until I was strong enough, mentally and physically to face matt, and stick up for myself. I didn’t know whether that would be in a few month’s time, or a few years’. All I knew that this was it my life was going to start I was going to be free. I reached for the door knob my hand shaking, I don’t know why I guess all the time being beaten, threatened and sneaking around made me have anxiety and the thoughts rushed through my mind. The voices in my head telling me how weak and perfetic I was to even think I could leave this house with no one on the other side. And the voice’s where right, yes I had Justin but he didn’t know I was leaving and coming to him, because he was coming to get me but I couldn’t wait around I had to take the chance that I would find Justin on the way. With a single tear rolling down my cheek I whispered to myself “you can do this”…

I took a deep breath filling my lungs of air which smelt like cigarette smoke and fresh cut wood from the trees. I turned the knob and opened the door only to crash down onto the melding wooden floor. I looked up to see matt standing right in the door way looking over me with a smirk on his face, the voices in my head laughing at me as I had proven them right I will never be able to leave.

I pushed myself back trying to escape from matt and his fist that I knew would collide with my face. I somehow manage to rise to my feet so I could run away from matt, not that I would be going far. I ran into the kitchen my bag still over my shoulder; I was in shock staring blankly at the kitchen door waiting as my heart was beating out of my chest. I was brought out of my gaze as matt’s fist met my cheek. I fell to the floor with so much force that I heard something in my body break.

I tied to stand but shouting pain forced me back to the floor, tears now forcing their way out of my eyes and rolling down my cut and bruised face. Kick after kick matt wouldn’t stop; the pain becoming intolerable. I screamed at matt for him to stop, but only laughter escaped his mouth as I lay on the floor with my hands covering my face.

Waiting for the last kick or my last breath before death finally took me from this world. I remembered that I had a gun in my back pocket; with all the strength I had left in me I reached the back of my jeans pocket, grabbed hold of the gun; and swung it round to face matt and fired twice. I dropped the gun letting out several screams as the tears wouldn’t stop.

My eyes closed shut like they had super glue on them. I forced them open to see that matt was on the floor covered in blood, he wasn’t moving but I couldn’t see if he was breathing but he wasn’t beating me anymore, which I was more than grateful for. I let out a finally breathe before passing out.

I awoke to find matt still lying next to me. I was in so much pain but I knew I had to get out and find help, I was scared and alone all I wanted was for Justin to walk through the door, and tell me everything was going to be okay. I lifted myself up. The pain was the worst I had ever experienced. As I took a step the pain got more intense making me fall, I fell onto matt’s body immediately pushing myself of him.

I cruelled into the corner of the kitchen, tears running down my face, my hands over my mouth just staring at matt. “What have I done” I shakily whisper to myself. It felt hours just staring at matt’s body, I felt like I was going to pass out, I felt sick, all I wanted to do is be in Justin’s arms.

I finally decided to cruel into the living room to get away from matt. I couldn’t look at him lying there. I felt so much gilt so much sadness and I didn’t know why, this was a man… a stranger… yes he was my brother but he never acted like my brother, he wasn’t caring he didn’t make me feel safe, when I felt alone he didn’t make me laugh he did the opposite but I was overcome with sadness and gilt.

When I reached the living room I huddled myself into the corner, my body rocking back and forth. I think I have gone officially crazy, all the shit I have had to put up with over the years have crushed me. Every event, every outburst has slowly melted me down up to this point. This event was the last straw and I was a mess, I was done all I could think about was the perfect solution to making all the feelings, all the voices racing though my mind go away and that would be my death, the heavenly ending to my tragic life.

Sorry not a great chapter… Justin is in the next chapter and onwards after that… Next chapter will be up on Sunday… Thanks.