What's that fucking noise that's bursting my ears. My eye's were struggling to open, I could feel a soft hand placed upon mine and heard little whispers saying "I'm so so sorry" this voice was familiar but my body was too sore to find the courage to move or try to talk so I went back to sleep.
Avery
I've been Best Friends with Kitana since Pre-school
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we've always been by each others side through anything, we always told each other everything well that's what I thought until I found out she's been suffering physical abuse by her father for several years. Now I couldn't believe how I can miss something so obvious.
It started during my work shift I had a good day until I got a phone call from a police officer asking me who I was off Kitana's phone because they found my contact was on her screen when they found her phone so as I answered the question they told me what happened.
With no hesitation I rushed so fast to the hospital, my heart was beating so fast I was breathing heavily trying so hard to hold back my tears but so confused and angry. Right now I was in panic mode. When I arrived I went to the desk and asked for "Kitana Silver" the nurse navigated me to the room and what I saw next made me cringe inside and all I could do was cry.
As I took a seat next to my best friend I observed her features and her face was swollen, bruised and cut, her arms and legs were also bruised it was disgusting how could her father do something so brutal, I grabbed her hand softly and felt how cold her hand was I held her hand tight and apologised because I am her best friend how did I not notice anything.
After a while I dozed off and fell asleep when suddenly I felt someone grab my hand at first I thought it was my imagination but then her hand was shaking mine so I lift my head up and Kitana had her eye's open so I called the nurse she looked so shocked.
Kitana
I was feeling so much agonising pain streaming through my body
My eye's were opened but the eye lid was swollen I looked around the room and realised I was in the hospital when I looked down I could see Avery I was really scared and confused because I couldn't talk I kept moving my hand but she didn't budge until the 4th time I moved my hand, she called for the nurse and the nurse had a look of shock.
I looked at Avery and I could see the fear in her eye's as I examined my own body the horrific flash backs came to me and I couldn't control my tears I cried so hard that it hurt my body I couldn't help but feel worthless and pathetic because that's what my father reminds me of everyday that I am a mistake and that I look like my mother who left us for my dads boss.
After I ate I officially told Avery everything that's happen to me since my mum left us, well only because that's when it started to happen. At first it started off with name calling: slut, skank or hoe sometimes when I came home from school he would be drinking alcohol but when he had too much to drink anything would make him angry so I would avoid him and stay in my room until one night he came into my room when I was pretending to be asleep and he dragged me out of bed by my hair and was saying "you're just like your mother" he hit me and hit me until I stopped screaming because all I could do was cry I was to scared to tell anyone because I thought he would kill me if I ever did
Avery's face was soaking wet and her eye's were red and swollen she then took deep breathe's and pulled me into a hug and wouldn't stop apologising but I looked at her and said "this isn't your fault, stop blaming yourself" she asked me what happened last night
I hesitated and looked at her with horror. I took a huge breath and started explaining saying after school I came home and he was drunk I did whatever he said to please him and stayed out of his way so he wouldn't get angry but then he left the remote control in the kitchen and blamed me for moving it so he lunged at me with so much anger and forcefully hit me continuously I could handle the hits only because I was used to it but it still fucking hurt but when he threw me onto the couch and aggressively started taking my clothes off I fought back hitting him with all my power.
It was challenging but I didn't give up I was so angry at him I hated him for hurting me all these years, making me scared of any man I hated him for making me terrified of taking risks and I hated him trying to take advantage of me. It made me angrier so i grabbed the bottle he had smashed and stabbed him repeatedly without guilt after I finished explaining I looked at my hands grasping together because I knew that Avery thinks I am a crazy person but when I looked up at her she gave me a look of sympathy like what I did doesn't matter like it was okay but I know for the rest of my life I will feel guilty.
