Breaking the Code

I Want to Live

So I finished two midterms today! Only two more to go! This chapter demanded my attention so I hope you... *smirks in evil author* enjoy! Loves!! P.S. Don't hate me (or do just keep reading)

WARNING: The abuse is bad in this one.

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*Call*

Brandon: Everything okay?

Corey: NO! She hasn't shown up to school and after everything that happened...

Brandon: You want me to go check on her.

Corey: Please? Take Marc with you and you guys could just sneak into her house or if you don't want to do that drive by and see if you see her or I-I don't know anything.

Brandon: Breathe Cor. We'll go check but I can't promise anything.

Corey: I ever tell you you're the best brother ever? Because you so are!

Brandon: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll remind you of this next time I mess up your computer.

Corey: What did you do to my computer asshole?

Brandon: Annnd that's my que. Talk to you later bye!

*End Call*

Sang

I was wrong. I was so so very wrong. When no one was in my room and nothing had been disturbed when I got back on Saturday I thought I was safe. I thought no one had noticed my absence. I thought wrong. I had only been asleep for about twenty minutes when Mrs. came barging into my room. For someone who's sick she sure has some strength. At least when she wants to punish me she does.

Mrs. yanked me out of bed by my hair and started dragging me down the stairs. Every step hit with bruising force and I knew that I'd be feeling this all later. Turns out later will be much later though because my punishment is still going and I think it's Monday. Father was out on another 'business trip' so it's just Mrs. and I at the house. No one can save me from her insane cruelty.

The kneeling wasn't bad, even the broom is old news by now. The drink was awful but nothing new. Hours spent in the room are horrid but again, nothing new. Here's what is new though. The shower. She threw me in here sometime Saturday night. Tied up like no one's business to a hard stool. Without any clothes or food. This was torture.

The water was blasting as hot as possible for a while until it ran cold. By now I'm freezing cold and shivering. I can't sleep either because if I do I fall off of the stool. This would cause me to crack my head open. I think I might die this time. I can't believe I finally found Crawler only to die. I wanted to disappear, sure, but I thought maybe, maybe I could keep living. Apparently not.

Giving up would be easier at this point. Just let myself fall asleep and I'll never wake up. Everything would be better then. No more pain, no more punishments. Mrs. would be thrilled I'm sure. She hates me, I know that much. Father wouldn't notice, probably ever. Marie wouldn't care when she comes back from college. If she comes back. Crawler and the Academy boys flash through my head. They might care. I can't give up. Not until I see them one more time.

I've almost passed out a few times now and I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out. I hear movement in the hall and try to make a bit of noise. I don't care what she does to me for the noise I just need to get out of this shower. I need to live! I have to at least let them know that I don't blame them for yelling. I have to see Crawler one more time.