"If everything was to be understood then why would people still be sick.... why would I be here? Maybe it's just the darkness driving me insane maybe it's the pain of the daily abuse I take... emotionally and physically. Although... something has to change." she mumbled as she wrote into her dairy she sat in the cold basement of her house she put the book to the side on the small table she had down there she looked up at the ceiling sighing. Shivering a little she rubbed her arms a little wincing in pain. "Of course..." she said softly getting out of the chair walking over to the mirror.Although the mirror was shattered she could still see her self fine.
Her dark brown hair fell into her face and her bangs hung in her eyes a little. The bruises on her porcelain skin was a great contrast almost black on white. She stood about a five foot three. She had beautiful almond shaped ice blue eyes a small rounded nose and soft pink lips. As beautiful as she was she hated how she looked. She hated how her hair curled although any girl with straight hair wanted hers. She hated how sometimes her eyes looked almost white if the sun hit them right. She shook her head and walked away from the mirror and sat back down and looked around the room she knew all so well.
The rusted pipes above her head that soon needed to be replaced the generator in the right corner at the back of the house and the water stained walls that where in need of a panting. Everything was quite and still. The same old boring room she hated, the room that the woman her father married locked her in. The room she had to learn to love.
She jumped a little as her cell phone vibrated in her pocket. She slid the phone out of her pocket and looked at the name that showed up. Brittany Hues. A small smile crossed her face, Britt was her best friend she was the only person who knew at least a little about what her step mother would do to her she answered the phone
"Hey Britt what's up?"
"Nothing, you okay?" Britt asked the usual question she asked on the phone.
"Just a new bruise nothing to bad where are you?"
"I'm home but I'm on my way to your house now with the meds. so that bruise wont hurt so much."
"Thanks Britt..." she said softly.
"No prob Sarah. I'll see you when I get there."
"I don't know what I would do with out you... bye." and with that she hung up. Sarah sighed a little and closed her eyes just thinking wishing her mother was there wishing her father knew what was going on when he was at work. Most of all Sarah wanted that woman to leave.
A few minutes after they hung up the window opened to the basement and Britt slipped in with a small plastic bag. "This really needs to end why don't you tell some one?" Britt asked pulling out a small jar filled with a blue gel. She opened the jar and got some of the gel on her fingers. "Let me see the bruise." she said holding her hand out.
Sarah gave Britt the arm with the bruise "I just want my dad to be happy... and I guess he really likes this woman." Sarah said wincing a little as Britt rubbed in the medicine.
"This woman is going to kill you though!" Britt said in a whisper but in a shouting tone.
"I don't want to think about that." Sarah said softly looking around the room again. "You know this basement would make a pretty cool party room...."
"I don't get you sometimes Sarah... but I think that is why I love you as a friend." she said with a laugh and took her hand back wiping it on her jeans to get the lingering gel off her hand. "Okay." she said smiling a little and looked around. "You are right though. There could be pretty good parties here but... it is a little dirty" she smiled a little.
"Well I am down here all the time, I could clean it up...."
"and if your step mother catches you?" The two of them fell silent both knowing what would happen for a minute. "It's not that I wouldn't want for you to have something to do, I just don't want her to hurt you any more then she does Sarah." Britt said softly sitting on the floor next to her friend.
"I wish my dad would find out what she does to me." Sarah said back softly looking at the floor.
"I do to but you know, I still don't get why you don't tell him"
"Because if I do she would kill me on the spot, I don't know why she hates me so much."
The two girl talked a little longer until they heard people arrive at the house and they heard her step mother. "You better leave now Britt." Sarah sad softly.
"Alright I will see you tomorrow." she said and the two girls walked to the window and Sarah lifted her friend up carefully so she could climb out the window then handed the plastic bag up to her. "Bye Sarah, take care alright." Britt said peaking her head in threw the window.
"I will, bye." and with that she went back to her chair alone.
(To be continued.)
[BoB] Your Friend With Benefits ; D
BoB is Box of Bubbles another name for chatter box
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