Renesmee's Story Chp.7
Jasper felt uneven about my words.. "Why... Why are you afraid." I have already said to much.
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Jasper felt uneven about my words.. "Why... Why are you afraid." I have already said to much.
Oh my sweet surrender I can feel you coming soon In the ticking of my heart beat In the pulsing of the room I can feel you in my skin With each little cut Bleeding gently falling harshly With...
She slouched immobile a broken puppet as he pulled her strings moving and controlling her every flinch, generating her pain.
'Slow down your moving too fast'. 'Come girl it will be a blast'. 'No I said stop'. 'Ah for fucksake you've made it flop'. 'I'm sorry baby one day soon'. 'Just get the fuck out of my room'.
He looks at her with glee. As she begins to flee. She knows what's coming. That's why she's running. She smells the drink upon his breath. This time she prays for death. He raises his hand as normal.
The banging never ceases. The noise increases. "Mummy, when will this stop?". She'll scream again when another will drop. Her mother will hold her near. Being careful not to shed a tear.
I felt in my soul, in my heart, a desire to break free, a desire to pursue what I wanted. What I wanted was simple, but in this simplicity there was confusion, pain, even challenges and complications.
Another lyric I wrote when I was at age of 10 I was told I have gift of 'all seeing eyes' #emotions #reality #sick #truth #humanbeing #hate #misery #suffering ---------------------- Sitting on the...
Black and blue But worse than a bruise I still choose you for an escape Hand in hand down the darkest corridor I don't know who I am anymore I trip over the smallest cracks and you just laugh And...
Preface Mommy told me not to go out at night. Mommy told me there were monsters and ghouls and ghosts who came out at night.
Chapter 4 *Kayla* I couldn't get that boys face out of my head. I wish I knew what his name was. The rest of the day was hopeless because I couldn't pay attention.
Sorry it's short but I had important homework. •Chapter 20 - Forever• •Kai• She's going to ask again. I can tell. I can just see it by the way she's shuffling around on the sofa.
Chapter 4. HEATH POV: SHIT. What have I done?!. She's knocked out. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I looked at the guy who opened the toilet door... Who the fuck is he. He lent down and looked at Rose.
“Tell me what you remember,” said Rita. “Hmm,” I breathed as I drummed my good fingers along the desk. Looking around, this place was a hell of a lot nicer than Aunt Lynn’s dingy apartment.
Out early tonight. @LivvyBlueEyes and @RandomRaver4 are featured in this one. Thank you both for being such amazing supporters of this story, love you guys!.
Silence is profound,. When you aren't around,. Comforting me,. Effortlessly,. Just the sound of the tick tock,. The hands of time pass on the clock,. The silence when your here,. Deafens my ear,.
OMG. Didn't realise it was so long. Haha. •Chapter 15 - Do I Have To Make You?• •Kai I moped around the school hallways with a frown planted firmly on my face.
They say life is a game, But messing with other people's lives is not... It's not fun, funny, or laughable later on. There are those who control by playing a game with the emotions and the mind.
#nightdwellers#beginningline I was stood frozen, facing the old ornate mirror, and too scared to open my eyes.....
You got strong enough to show him the door, Black eyes and blue tears you will show no more. This inner strength that you had to find yourself, Allows me to admire you a glimpse of your former health.
*Don't read this if you're averse to violence and suggestiveness!* I could smell Her perfume, Across the hall. She even left that God-damned shawl.
In the churchyard by my home To my mother's grave I often go. I shed my tears then carry on. She is lost. But I am strong. By her grave a lily grows. Pain and death is all it shows.
Hiding away, Back against the wall, Corner of the room, Ready to fall. Your darkening shadow, Streaks across my face, I shrink to my feet, Heart starting to race.
You punched me, With a fist. It's better than, Being kissed. My hair you, Sharply tugged. It's an improvement on, Being hugged. On my small foot, You always stand. I'd prefer it to, Holding my hand.