New Story! I know I shouldn't be writing a second story while I'm in the middle of Out of Time, but I can't help myself. Hope you guys like it. Tell me if I should continue with it. Anyway, this takes place after the first episode of season three.
Fragile
Spencer's POV
Easily broken, not secure, unstable, physically weak. That's the definition of fragile, a word that I've used for years in everything from book reports to simple conversations. It was just a word. Something I used to descried the vase I shattered when I was seven, or my nana's china. I never thought I would use it to describe myself. I'm a Hastings god's sake. I'm suppose to be strong, determined, driven, and perfect. But I'm not. Not anymore. Now I'm fragile, and I've hit my breaking point.
I can feel myself shattering into a thousand little pieces, with no hope of ever being fixed. But that's ok. At this point I wouldn't want to be fixed. I'm done. I'm tired. Tired of living in a home where no one loves me. Tired of being afraid. Tired of my fake smile and pretending everything's ok. Tired of all the heavy makeup and long sleeves I have to wear so no one can see the bruises that cover my body. I'm tired of lying and keeping secrets from my friends. Hell, I'm just tired of living.
Every ounce of control has been taken away from me. My freewill was just an illusion created by cruel people, who then ripped it away for their own amusement. They think they can control my every action. But the joke's on them. There's still one thing I have control over. Whether I live or die. I can put a stop to their sick fun and end my misery. Besides, my death is inevitable. My mind died a long time ago. It's just waiting for my body to catch up. I'm nothing more then a shadow waiting for darkness to wipe me out of existence. And I'm done with waiting.
So what do you think? Should I continue with the story or should I just stop right here? It's up to you.
-Rin Shade