Chapter 1: out in the open

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"when i hit the rock bottom that exists beyond rock bottom


when the hurt is so deep i feel nothing but nothing hurts more than the hurt


when the fear of what will happen if i stay finally outweighs the fear of being alone


i leave"-Rupi Kaur


Crimson: 1


I was staring at the the oak wood-panel ceiling hoping my brain would suddenly come up with its final answer.

His limp sleeping body was laying next to me. His shirtless back giving off more coldness than warmth. I rubbed my arms; the bruises making me wince at even my own touch. I slithered my hand upward to meet my eyebrow. The scar was deep. It was my first "warning" he called it. This late night regiment of hating the bruises, the scars, and sometimes the casts became my religion. I'd done it every night for the past two years of our marriage and I don't know how to do anything else.

Suddenly that clear answer I'd been waiting for came without warning. Although my life is at stake there isn't much to lose anyway. If I left I wouldn't have to suffer anymore, and I wouldn't have to deal with this bullshit.

I gripped my malachite necklace and slowly creeped out of bed. He didn't move, I was sneaky like that.

My cold bare feet pattered against the wood floor, barely making a sound. I grabbed my school backpack and took out the folders and paper. I opened the tall wooden wardrobe and undress out of my pajamas. I changed into layered clothing even though it was August. I had ripped jeans, brown combat boots, a t-shirt, a black hoodie and a big army jacket over it all. I twisted the hair tie around my course black hair at the base of my neck. I took underwear out of the dresser and grabbed some feminine stuff. I grabbed grabbed my toothbrush and paste along with a regular brush.

I had everything I needed and he didn't even stir. He laid there just sleeping, like nothing he's done has ever been wrong. Anger coursed through me as thoughts ran through my mind of jumping on top of him and smothering him with his own pillow. But I just stood there in the doorway scowling at his dumb face. My clammy palm grasped the cold door handle; I turned my body around and slammed the door. I strut down the dark hallway and slammed the front door out again. I know what I need for once and I wasn't gonna let anyone stop me for once! I went to the stable and got on his horse named Kia. The saddle was uncomfortable and awkward but I stowed away the feeling and whipped the reins for him to start striding along the green hills of the Earth District.

We got to the enormous borders and I threw my hood up. I pulled back on the reins for Kia to slow down and come to a stop. Five large men in black riot uniforms stood up at my approach. I gave them a friendly smile that they didn't deserve.

"Watta' you here for, missy?" He crossed his arms and had smug look on his face. I looked him up and down, taking a deep breath.

" I would like to pass through, please—" He and the other men cackled abruptly. He hunched over grabbing his stomach and let signs of relief out as his squawking came to a stop. He straightened back up slowly and I scrutinized his every movement with a blank stare.

"Baby, no one goes in or out except supply trucks." he smirked and I felt a sudden coldness on my knee; his hand. I slowly reached my hand down to reach the leg holster opposite to him. " I should be reporting this—but, since you're so..." He inhaled intensely "pretty," his hand slid up and around to the inside of my thigh, " maybe I'll make an expetio—"

I striked my knee up to his jaw and pushed him away with my foot on his chest. His body crashed on the ground, his mouth frothed with blood from his bitten tongue. The other men came at me and gripped my arms and legs. I hissed and winced at the pain of the already placed bruises. They finally yanked me off Kia despite my efforts.

They held me down with such force my small skinny body couldn't manage to grab the pistol to the side of me. With all my frustration and anger I shut my eyes and focused it on the men. My head felt like it was being squeezed and pulled apart at the same time.

Chunks of hard green earth flew at the men with enough force to crush them. They flew off of me and were collapsed in a haze of earth and broken groans of pain. I shakily stood back up and braced myself on Kia. I wobbily stumbled over to the tall wooden gates and pushed them open; warm air wrapped my body like a hug and I got back on Kia.

The sky was filled with flecks of lilac and gold on clouds of rose. It was the prettiest thing I've ever seen. The wall was always so tall that nobody could see over enough to see the pretty dawn we were so fortunate to have, but so unfortunate to never see. Kia's stride decreased at his sight of the sky, even though we had no time for it, I let him admire it as I was.

Seconds that felt like hours had passed and I whipped the reins again. My body bounced on the hard sattel and Kia's hoofs thumped on the luscious green grass of the looming hills. The wind blew through our hair and it felt like everything I've ever wanted. And I whispered to myself,

"So," I smiled " This is what it feels like."



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