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hurt

      "liza?" gabbie knocked on my bedroom door. i stayed silent, trying to quiet my sobs as well. "liza, baby, please let me in," she spoke again, trying to reach out to me. i didn't respond, it's not that i didn't want to, i physically couldnt. speaking exhausted me, listening exhausted me, breathing exhausted me. "liza it's been two weeks since you've left your room, i understand privacy, but i'm going to use force to come in there if you don't come out. you haven't even eaten.." she tried to sound strong, but you could hear the weakness in her voice. i found myself standing up slowly to go open the door. my head was screaming at me, half of me wanted to open the door and let her in, the other was begging me not to.

just go open the door, she cares about you liza.

don't open the door! are you crazy? you can't tell anybody and you know you'll crack and tell her

you're wrong! people need to know liza. you need help

you don't need anybody's help, you can do this on your own. please..

i know you're scared of everyone's reaction, but it's for the better, i promise.

they'll hate you

they'll help you

liza, please don't do it

elizabeth, please do it

fine, but if this all goes downhill, just know it's your own fault and you did it to yourself

open the door.

      my knees wobbled as i walked over to the door, my fingers fell around the cold metal knob and clasped it tightly. i stood there for a minute, just contemplating what to do. i heard gabbie sigh on the other side of the door, and slowly walk away. my heart sank, i quickly swung the door open and gabbie turned around at the sudden movement. "wait!" i said, immediately falling to the floor in a pile. the sudden energy that i exerted made my head spin and i couldn't see straight.

    gabbie quickly rushed over to me and picked me up and held me in her arms. i was weak, and she could tell. she picked me up bridal style and carried me to our living room. she laid me down on the couch and walked to the kitchen to get me a glass of water. my head was pounding, and my throat already hurt from sobbing, so me screaming 'wait' didn't help. gabbie walked back over to the couch and handed me the glass of water. she sat down on the floor next my head and rubbed my shoulder. i felt the hotness of my tears as they streamed down my face.

this is what you wanted liza!
suck it up!

     i sniffled and forced myself to drink some of the water. the cold of the water slid down the back of my throat, making me shiver. i could feel my headache start to intensify as i drank more water. i finished the glass and i tried to set it on the coffee table, but i was too weak. the glass slipped from my hand and hit the floor in a crash. "shit.." i heard gabbie say. i looked over at her, and she had blood gushing out of her leg. i tried speaking up, but i was unable to. the tears intensified, i had just hurt somebody who was trying to take care of me.

     "hey, hey, shhhh," she said, "it's okay, it'll be okay. i just need to clean this up. don't move, okay?" she tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. i nodded and relaxed into the couch. i shut my eyes, in hope i'd go unconscious, but my mind was racing. i heard gabbie washing off her leg and wrapping it up. she then came back over with a broom and swept up all of the broken glass. "i'm sorry," i managed to get out. she shook her head, "don't be, it's okay. i just want you to be alright." she hugged me as best as she could, and i tried to hug her back, but i didn't have the strength to lift my arms. i felt her back start to shake as she started to cry. i gulped, i knew she was holding this in.

     she pulled back, "sorry.." she said, chuckling. i shook my head, "it's okay, it's okay." i spoke quietly. i couldn't say more than four words at a time. i wiped her tears and she sat down at the end of the couch. "what's going on?" she asked seriously. i felt the tears start to escape my eyes again, but i fought to keep them inside.

tell her

     "david.." i managed to spit out. her face went stiff. "oh no.." she whispered. i clenched my eyes closed. "did you guys break up? what happened?" she asked and rested her hand on mine. i shook my head.

tell her

     "what happened babe?" she asked softer this time. the tears were flowing down my cheeks and i was shaking violently.

tell her!

     "he raped me," the words slipped.