hes pissed why maybe work im just an outlet personal punching bag face is purple means bad things shit that hurt he been working out getting stronger i think something just cracked ribs i think oh no hes getting out his favorite toy stalking closer i need to get up cant stay down easier for him hes pinning me down why is there no one to help cant they hear my screams they should do they just ignore my pain the knife raking down my shoulder burns blood dripping down my clothes need to change before school have to clean up the mess he made wheres my first aid kit how the hell am i supposed to stitch my shoulder mirrors cant drink anything to numb it cant be drunk at school i wish pour it on to disinfect instead kills not doing a very good job crooked wound uneven stitched im a mess gonna be late need to hurry
theyre staring again my face hurts i probably look like a clown my ribs are worse hidden though what is so fucking fascinating im not a zoo animal i can see them thinking theyre so perfect invincible theyre wrong theyve fooled the world with their oh so carefully formed images like the photoshop we used in class my back aches face forward eyes down i need a day away i cant take much more of course my lockers jammed theyre here behind me hateful gazes on my skull hers burns like a wildfire her hate is kinda understandable i guess after what happened aidens too but its been two years shouldnt they be over it by now ow what the hell did one of them just shove me from behind coward should always face your opponent i think my nose is broken theres blood everywhere my forehead hurts theres blood on my fingers i dont feel so good the bells shouldnt be ringing yet foggy why does the back of my head hurt perceptions off people are floating above me in and out of focus like butterflies flitting across our line of sight mouths moving the fuck is going on my back is cold im on the floor the nurse is here why am i wet its blood shit my shoulder reopened theyre all gonna know i cant get up i cant breathe voices invading too much hospital panic attack blackness is closing in
what is that godawful sound white everywhere different from my last memory where am i whats happening are those footsteps are aiden and jess back to finish the job maybe they dont have it in them dad does would it really be all that bad could finally find peace no jess or aiden no more hidden bruises and broken bones sounds good right about now mom wouldve hated me so religious itd be considered suicide if i just gave up unforgivable in her eyes maybe shed understand why though but maybe not whyd it just get so goddamn bright shit i cant believe im in the hospital again not dad this time no secrets no bribe then i guess heels clicking like the keyboards in school i wanna play the piano i need to destress whos here jess looks different eyes off walking like a predator im prey what the fuck is going on right now cupped hand holy shit its a knife wheres the call button what is with everyone and fucking knives getting closer fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck no why i only slept with her once her relationship survived obviously psycho bitch chest burns all wet warm everythings blurry shes just staring and grinning red is covering the silver sheen its finally happening im escaping not the way i wanted but its still escape maybe it wont be that bad
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Escape (Complete)
Short StoryFor a class I had to write a story in stream of consciousness and this is what I wrote.
