Tangled Love

CHAPTER 17

Moments pass and I hear Trevor retreat back down the stairs, his feet slamming down hard onto the steps in rage. He's leaving me alone?

"I swear it to you, I will kill her slowly if she gets in my way again!"

My blood runs cold at his words.

My hands begin shaking profusely and I drop my bag to the floor in shock. My phone and clothes spill out but I don't care. I walk over to my bed and slide down onto the floor beside it, feeling my body and mind turn completely numb. Kill me.

The thing that disgusted me the most was that my own mother didn't disagree with him. She didn't argue back or stick up for me. A normal mother would call the police, kick him out the house in fear for their daughter's safety.

I feel bile rise to the back of my throat and run to the bathroom, nearly missing the toilet bowl. My eyes sting and I let out a tiny gasp, kneeling against the toilet for support. Tears roll down my cheek and I whimper, my entire body shaking in fright.

The constant years of abuse finally began to hit me all at once and I fing it impossible to breathe. Every single beating runs through my mind, Trevor's cruel taunts and evil eyes.

I have to get away from here.

Where would I go? Trevor would find me.

I have no choice, I'm trapped. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

The thought of Trevor continuing to beat me, (if not worse) sent chills running through my entire body. I lay against the cold tiles, pulling my knees to my chest and shivering in fright.

"Please God, let this all end." I cry out, my chest heaving with sobs. My father's face flashes through my mind and I yell out, kicking the wall opposite me in frustration. I know it wasn't his fault but I couldn't help think this wouldn't have happened if he didn't die.

"Why Dad, why?!" I yell at the bathroom ceiling, feeling my cheeks soaked with tears.

"Why did you leave me?" I whimper quietly, tugging at my hair. Despite the strands being locked around my fingers, I feel no pain. Instead my thoughts begin to swirl around my head, going so fast I can barely understand what's going on around me. I feel my sanity slipping away second by second and my heart rate goes insane from fear and anger.

My jaw clenches tightly and I tug at my hair harder, feeling anger towards myself.

Why am I not strong?

If only I could find the strength to expose Mum and Trevor but I am weak. Ever since my father left me alone in this cruel world, I began to slowly fall apart. A piece of me chipped away day by day and I had come to realise that I didn't even recognise myself anymore.

I'm a broken shell that was once the loving and fun Emily Wentworth.

Its like a sudden switch goes off inside me and I suddenly feel numb. Numb to the pain and heartache taking over my body.

The most terrifying emotion a person can feel is absolutely nothing. Feeling nothing means you simply don't care anymore. You don't care about yourself and that is more dangerous than someone holding a gun at your temple, ready to shoot. You feel no fear, no anger, no pain.

I slump backwards against the tiles, my eyes staring straight ahead in a daze. I don't know how long I remain like that.

I don't know whether it's minutes, hours or days.

Eventually my eyes flicker shut and I see darkness. I fall into a sleep, feeling absolutely nothing.