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i couldn't stop crying. he swayed drunkenly, eyeing me. i saw the anger rise into his face. i saw the man i knew dissappear.
he raised his hand, bottle in his fist
you're not going to hit me.
he looked me in the eye, flushing with anger.
fucking try me.
he took a step forward.
you're not going to hit me with that fucking bottle.
yes i will.
you won't
give me a reason not to!!
you won't hit me with that fucking bottle because you love me.
no. i don't.
you're not going to hit me.
yes i will.
he didn't even look like himself as he said it, ice in his words and heart. he brought the bottle down on my head, bringing it smashing down on my head and bringing my word with it.
we both stood there. stunned into silance. blood trickled down my face.
do you feel better...? hit me again if thats what you want. come on, fucking hit me!!
he started shaking, tears leaking out of his eyes.
i'm sorry..
fucking hit me!! do you feel like a man?! doesn't it make you feel SO much better?? go on!! murder me!!!
i won't! stop saying that! im sorry!!
murder me if it makes you feel better!! fucking distroy me!! beat me! murder me!! murder me!! FUCKING MIRDER ME
stop saying that!!
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day terrors
Short Storythis is a vent book of sorts. its v close to me and i type how i usually do. w no caps contains; romanticism about self harm, drugs, alcohol ect. trigger warnings of various kinds (self harm, domestic violence ect.)
