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Picking up the broken pieces

I can't live on

I ran and ran until my legs gave out, only to find I was at the edge of town. I was at the bridge that my brother and mom and I took walks to when we were little. I collapsed and heaved, coughing up blood. Once I'd finished, I began to cry from both the physical pain that horrible, disgusting, evil man had put me through, as well as the emotional pain, which was far greater than anything I had ever experienced. I screamed and cried as loud as I possibly could, knowing no on would hear me. But even after I'd screamed and cried so much I had literally gotten sick, it didn't help, and no matter how hard I screamed, how long I cried, it would never be enough to begin to express the pain I felt.

I got out my razor, making deep slits on my wrist, and despite everything, it helped. By help, I mean that I became emotionally and physically numb as I watched blood seep from my wrist, the rain water washing it away. Once I put my razor away, I got up to my feet, and walked over to the bridge. I swung one leg over the railing, resting it and the bridge, then swung the other leg around. I looked up at the sky, smiling sadly as the wind whipped my short black hair all over. "See you soon, Ally girl." I whispered, but not even I heard it, because I had my ear buds in, blasting music.
I hadn't realized I'd put my earbuds in until I heard Savior coming on. I sobbed again, knowing not even music could save me this time. It was blasting so loud that I didn't hear the vehicle screech to a stop, nor did I see the man dressed in black running towards me. I had my eyes closed, and just as my grip on the railing began to loosen, I felt a gentle yet strong grip on my upper arm. I cried out in surprise and pain, for that was were my father had pulled me to my feet before he.....

I opened my eyes as I felt the grip, snapping my head in its direction to be met with a pair of deep blue eyes. It was none other than the man that had saved me too many times to count. My savior. Andy.

Notes

Okay, first off, I would like to thank everyone for the encouraging comments, they really helped. Second, I want to thank you all for reading. It truly does mean a lot to me that people are willingly reading my stories. Love you all! <3

Comments

This is Amazing....
I cried when I read the first chapter.... T_T

BlacKiM BlacKiM
9/29/16

is there more to this story or does it end there because i love this and i want it to continue xx

Tahlia Mills Tahlia Mills
2/29/16

@IlovChristianMora
Thank you so much! It means a lot to me when I receive positive feedback! I am glad you enjoy it!

THIS is a good story....................... EEEEP

@Starempath

That's my hope. I want people to know that they aren't alone and that I'm there. I figured what better way to get my message across than via writing? Oh, and thank you. I'm glad you like it. :)

BrokenBVBLover BrokenBVBLover
10/23/14