Play me out, Passenger, I think to myself as I press the little triangle in a circle. Who could have ever guesed that relationships could be so hard to be in? I glance down at the bruising spot covering my wrist. Justin always knew how to cause a severe amount of pain. I yanked my sleeve down as my father knocked on my door. I paused Let Her Go and said the door was open. I was planning on telling him about the abuse, I really was. But for the first time in a long time he looked happy. Truly, genuinely happily. He had on a smile that presented his emotion perfectly. His entire appearance seemed quite brighter than usual. One problem. I didn't pull my sleeve down fast enough. His face darkened and his gleam was painted over with a look of absolute anger. "What is that?" he murmered, a mix of anxiety and fear for the answer. "A bruise. I, um, tripped and-" I began my lie. "Ariana, if you don't tell me exactly how that got there," he started, quite frustrated. He didn't have to finish. I took a breath, forcing myself not to break out into a sobbing wreck. "I went over to Justin's house and he told me I was late. I said I was sorry because I really was late. He told me to stop being a bitch and I started to walk away. He grabbed my wrist and threw me against the wall before pinning me to the wall. I begged him to stop when he repeatedly slapped me. He shoved me down to the flo-" I stopped short as the memories of him flooded into the dry path my mind had created in a futile attempt of safety. I gasped and felt the tears welling in my eyes. "You're alright, calm down,"Dad whispered as he held me. I sobbed into him, the pain crushing me. I knew there was no way Justin would go unpunished for doing this. But there was a part of me that didn't want that to happen. I felt panic rising in me, threatening to throw me into a fit of hysteria. "Daddy. " He pulled back and saw the terror seeping through me. "I can't breathe," I wheezed. He gently, but quickly, laid me down. Then he reached under my bed and grabbed the machine that helped me regain control of myself. He poured the medicine down the tube and connected it to mask. Then I fell into my black consciousness