Pain
Let's Go.
Tears were rolling down her face.
Why did it have to be like this...
He always hurt her... always... he even made her hurt herself sometimes.
She loved him.
Loved him so much it hurt.
Like right now, for instance.
Pain was nothing new to her. Especially pain in her heart.
"I love you so much... you are the only one for me. I'll love you forever."
"Of course, babe. I know."
That was the best response she'd ever gotten. He knew. Yes, he KNEW. Or claimed to. He would know now. He'd never forget. What she'd done for him, what she'd given up.
She'd given him her LIFE. Her god damned LIFE!
And he treated her like trash. Took advantage of the fact that she'd always be there, and nothing he could do would send her away.
She'd leave his house for good.
This was the last time. The very last time he would hurt her.
She'd never have to feel his pain again.
He was no good. Everyone had warned her. He would toy with her and drop her like hot fries when something prettier and sluttier came along. And many had.
Far, far too many.
She hated him now. Hated herself for letting him do this to her.
Hated herself for enjoying it.
She decided to leave him for GOOD this time. She'd never go back to him again. Hell, she'd probably never go back to anyone after this.
Well, she hoped she wouldn't.
That was what this was all for.
He had never caused her pain this great.
It was numbing now, though.
Everything was. Her pain, her thoughts, her feelings.
Everything was slipping from her.
Reality, consciousness...
Life.
She felt as if she were drained. Drained of everything.
Energy, love, strength.
And again, life.
And she was right.
She squeezed her eyes tight against the pain, shutting it out. Shutting everything out.
It wasn't long now.
She'd leave his life for good.
She wondered what had bothered her so before. This seemed so easy. So relaxing. She would finally be happy... but she thought about him one last time.
He'd feel terrible. He'd never feel those things again.
As the gleaming piece of metal fell from her left hand, the maroon streams of blood did the same from her right....
And she felt at peace.
As she fell on the floor.
And her soul left her body....
For good.
Why did it have to be like this...
He always hurt her... always... he even made her hurt herself sometimes.
She loved him.
Loved him so much it hurt.
Like right now, for instance.
Pain was nothing new to her. Especially pain in her heart.
"I love you so much... you are the only one for me. I'll love you forever."
"Of course, babe. I know."
That was the best response she'd ever gotten. He knew. Yes, he KNEW. Or claimed to. He would know now. He'd never forget. What she'd done for him, what she'd given up.
She'd given him her LIFE. Her god damned LIFE!
And he treated her like trash. Took advantage of the fact that she'd always be there, and nothing he could do would send her away.
She'd leave his house for good.
This was the last time. The very last time he would hurt her.
She'd never have to feel his pain again.
He was no good. Everyone had warned her. He would toy with her and drop her like hot fries when something prettier and sluttier came along. And many had.
Far, far too many.
She hated him now. Hated herself for letting him do this to her.
Hated herself for enjoying it.
She decided to leave him for GOOD this time. She'd never go back to him again. Hell, she'd probably never go back to anyone after this.
Well, she hoped she wouldn't.
That was what this was all for.
He had never caused her pain this great.
It was numbing now, though.
Everything was. Her pain, her thoughts, her feelings.
Everything was slipping from her.
Reality, consciousness...
Life.
She felt as if she were drained. Drained of everything.
Energy, love, strength.
And again, life.
And she was right.
She squeezed her eyes tight against the pain, shutting it out. Shutting everything out.
It wasn't long now.
She'd leave his life for good.
She wondered what had bothered her so before. This seemed so easy. So relaxing. She would finally be happy... but she thought about him one last time.
He'd feel terrible. He'd never feel those things again.
As the gleaming piece of metal fell from her left hand, the maroon streams of blood did the same from her right....
And she felt at peace.
As she fell on the floor.
And her soul left her body....
For good.