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Hushed screams

Novel By: Black hearts

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Submitted:Sep 29, 2012    Reads: 125    Comments: 6    Likes: 0   


I brushed the strands of brown hair in front of my right cheek, covering the hand print Devin had left weeks before, I did this until it would fade, until I was able to expose my face to the world without being questioned.

My eyes scanned the print on my face, the red marks became rough at the edges and softer in the middle, I loved Devin with all I had, there was no way I was going to let go of him. Did he hurt me? Yes he did… but that was because I was the one wrong not him, no… Devin was never the one to be wrong, so he beat me to knock the sense back into me.

How did I hide the pain? that appeared as red, blue, or purple on the surface of my skin? I hid it with a smile and make up, baggy clothes did help. I watched as my fingers gently skim over the bruise on my thigh; it was big, but not the biggest. I fluttered my eyes a couple times before they closed, looking into the darkness of my eyelids, it's where I felt safe.

They tell me Devin's an Abusive guy, but he just wants to make me perfect, that's what he tells me, and after he beats me he hugs me, those warm strong hands embracing my tiny body into a big ball of warmth.

I smiled, only hearing the exhales of my breath. My eyes twitched open before they were wide open staring into the face of pretty girl, but that girl hid the fear behind her eyes, the pain behind that smile, and the guilt on top of her shoulders.

That girl was Clara.

The girl that winced every time someone was going to hug her or tap her shoulder, she thought they would hurt her, like Devin.

My mother was traveling the world with her Fiancé Derek, and as for my dad? He lived hours away with the light of my life, the only thing that kept me going when I was in pain, and that little person is, Brea.

Brea's my little sister; she's only 6, but just hearing her voice, created a pain free world for me, she was the best baby sister a sister could ask for.


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