Neighbor

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After the Camila incident, I went home to a furious father ready to kill his only daughter.

I am now on my room trying to get on my feet. I crawled from downstairs since he had hit my leg causing me to feel like it broke. I felt so beaten up. Like I just wanna lay in bed until my lasy breath.

I hate this life. It's not worth living anymore.

"UGH!! I HATE MY LIFE!!" I screamed, loud enough for Dave to hear.

I heard his footsteps getting louder.

Then he tried to open my door, "LET ME IN YOU FUCKING SHIT!"

Any moment now, he could wreck my wooden door from hitting his fist on it continuously.

I finally got up and tried my best not to fall as I walk towards the door. I unlocked it then he slammed it open making me hit the floor again.

Oh come on!!

"WHAT DID I JUST HEARD FROM DOWNSTAIRS?! YOU HATE YOUR LIFE?! WELL SHIT! I'M GLAD WITH THAT! YOU WILL REGRET NOT TAKING IT!" He kicked my head making me see blur from everything.

He keeps kicking me as I get more numb. I just layed on the ground letting his foot attack my almost lifeless body.

He stopped as we heard a voice shouting at him across my window.

"HEY! STOP DOING THAT TO HER OR I'LL CALL THE COPS!" Shit. That voice again. Shut up Camila. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. He might hurt her.

He went to my window and closed the curtains.

"YOU BETTER NOT TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS!!" He kicked me again a couple times before heading to my door. He faced me, "I'm not done with you" then he got out.

I got up no matter how much I'm in pain then stared at my neighbor who shouted earlier. I can see her face clearly as the pale moonlight shines at her features.

Then suddenly, dizziness got into me causing me to kiss the floor.

"Oh my God!" I heard her scream

I stayed there for a couple of seconds. As soon as I recover from my blurry vision, I pulled out my phone as it dinged.

Unknown: Hey! It's Camila!

I checked the time, 11:17 PM.

I typed weakly,

Me: Hello Camila...

Camila: Shit, did I wake you up?

Me: No, not at all. I was just doing nothing.

Camila: Oh okay! Uhm, are you free tomorrow?

Me: Yes... Why?

Camila: Can we like, meet again?

Me: Sure, where and what time?

Camila: Grace Park, 5 AM. Is that okay?

Me: Yeah, I'll meet you there.

Me: I gtg. Need to do something. Night Camila, see yah tomorrow :)

Camila: Okay. See yah tomorrow Jade. Goodnight :)

I turned my phone off then head to the bathroom. I sat on the floor and pulled out a thin steel underneath my rug. I removed my bracelets and began giving myself more pain.

I stopped at my 10th slice then throwed the red stained blade on the toilet, disposing it. I grabbed a tissue placing it on my wrist and putting pressure to stop the uncontrollably flowing of my blood.

Sometimes, I wonder why I just can't end it all. I got out of the restroom and head to my drawer finding a sweat band to cover the fresh cut lines.

After minutes of finding one, it finally came to my sight. I wore it and went to bed not caring if I haven't changed.

I plugged in my earphones then played the first music that popped in my mind.

Julia Brennan - 'Inner Demons'

"The say don't let them in,

Close your eyes and clear your thoughts again,

But when I'm all alone,

They show up on their own..."

I closed my eyes as I drifted to sleep.

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