21|| The Breakdown

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Tw! eating disorder, self harm

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Tw! eating disorder, self harm.

Flushing the toilet I sighed as I wiped the side of my mouth. I sat on the floor as tears streamed down my face.

Closing down the lid I rested my head on it. I covered my mouth muffling my sob and I felt helpless at the moment.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to run. I felt numb yet tears steamed down my cheeks.

My heart ached as I continued to cry, every part of my body felt unreal, like it didn't belong to me.

I dug my nails into my thighs, scratching myself. Again and again I scratched myself. My chest felt heavy, I felt like I was dying.

"Avery" Ace called out his voice low and tired.

Quickly getting up off the floor I turned on the faucet, and rinsed my mouth. Pulling my shorts down, i made sure it covered the scratch marks.

Washing my face I heard the bathroom door open and Ace stood by the door watching me through the mirror.

"You okay?" he questioned and I nodded my head.

God my stomach felt awful.

"Avery did you throw up?" He questioned and I nodded. Looking at the mirror, my eyes dark and I looked pale- I looked sick.

"Can you be-?" he went to ask but immediately shook my head denying it.

"You can be" he said and I shook my head.

"I can't" I denied and tears streamed down my face. Memories flashed through my head and the only thing i could think of was to run.

"Please!" I begged as I watched the man kill the innocent child, his innocent child. My eyes widened when he turned to me, a sinister smile plastered on his face.

"Oh what a innocent child we have here" he said, he took long strides towards me and I backed up against the wall my body pressing into the concrete.

"Michael please" I begged hoping he wouldn't hurt me. He held his gun in his hand and he pressed it against my temple.

I wanted to run, I just wanted to run. Run from everything.

Tears streamed down my face and I tightly shut my eyes ready to hear the bullet fire.

"Viper let's go" a man called out and Viper looked at me and then at the woman laying on the floor.

The woman I had stabbed, the woman he called his wife.

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