Thank you guys for all the wonderful reviews! I love you all. Well, anyway here is the new chapter for can't stop. Hope you like. I want to give a shout out to MissMillie2010 and Akumagirl92 and KayaS. I love you guy and you're amazing are words just can not explain how happy I feel when I talk to you. Okay, back to the story I hope you enjoy!
Trina's POV
I'm at school and in my classroom with two minutes to spare. The sleeves on my shirt have started to rub on my cuts.
I'm used to the burn and pain of the cuts though, so I just ignore it. I sit through another boring class, then another one, and another. It was just like this the entire day.
On my way to my car, my boyfriend Zach is standing there against the side of my car. I sigh not in the mood to deal with him.
We have been dating for almost two years now.
"Hey babe."
I smile at him, and he does the same, but it's not that nice, sweet, loving smile you would expect from a boyfriend, it was more of that. I hate you right now but I'm going to smile. I mentally sigh knowing what's going to happen tonight. I've done something to displease him.
"Get in the car, we're going back to your place." I get into my car, and give him the keys. "Here" Zach takes the keys from me and drives home.
"I said to count! You fucking bitch! I hate you, you should just go to hell were you belong."
I feel a small whimper escape my lips
"f-fiftly two."
I whisper, Zach brings his arm back and in a matter of seconds. The hot, burning, aching pain ignited in my back again. The whip has gone around my torso, and I see the angry red marks that are left.
"fifty-three"
I squeak. The last two are always the worst.
Zach unties me from the bedpost, and throws my shirt and bra at me.
"Change into this"
I nod and go into the bathroom.
I look in the mirror, what I see red, angry, burning marks on my stomach. I lightly run my finger tips along then, feeling the welts. My gaze turns over to my wrist and the scars are still there.
I sink down the cold floor and let myself cry. Why had I done this to myself. My whole body hurts. I just want to die.
The scars around my wrists are hurting more then ever, I quickly get out my razor. It helps.
I slowly pull the razor on my wrist. I love watching the blood run down my arm. Again and again the razor is dragged across my arm.
The cuts from earlier today have open up now, they've gotten deeper now and blood is coming. I stop crying just for a little while to watch the blood, i don't really know why the blood makes me stop crying but it does.
I stop with the cuts on my arms, I slowly drag the razor up my arm, on the inside of my collarbone, circling around one of my breasts, and end the cut near the bruise on my ribcage. A long cut running the whole way.
I stand up, grab a towel off the bathroom door. I run water over it and dab it on the cuts. I hiss in pain when I either press to hard or if a string of the towel gets stuck in one of the cuts.
There's a knock at the door. "I'm leaving bitch, see you at school." That was all he said before I heard the click of his boots in the hallway and the door closing.
I sigh, and put my bra and shirt on being care not to move to quickly.
I look at my phone in that was in my jean pocket.
"Shit"
Tori and my parents are going to be home soon. I put some eye drops in and fix my hair, blow my nose, and take in a deep breath.
"So Trina, how was your day?"
My father asks. I know he doesn't really care.
"It was fine."
I roll my eyes at my father. I try to move my fork up to my mouth but makes a painful facial expression. You would think with all the cuts from the years would make the pain go away. It doesn't
"Trina are you okay?"
My mother asks me, I look up Tori and she are looking at me with a concerned look.
"Yea, I'm fine. Just I have a slight headache."
The rest of the dinner meal was silent.
"Trina it's your turn to do the dishes tonight."
I sigh,it's not like I don't like to do it. I just have a higher risk of someone seeing my cuts, and every movement I make hurts. I nod, and clear the plates off the table carefully.
I roll up my sleeves and turn the water on. I close my eyes and start to wash the dishes.
"Hey Trina?"
Tori walks into the kitchen and I quickly yank my sleeves down.
"Yea Tor?"
"Are you sure you're okay?"
I nod and look at her confused.
"Yea, why do you ask?"
Tori looks at me in the eyes, and I'm sure she knows that I'm lying.
"It's just that you seem to be acting different. That's all. If you ever need to talk, I'm always here."
I smile at her.
"Thanks little sis."
Tori gives me a smile and leaves the room. I let out a sigh of relief and continue the clean the dishes. That's when I start to hear Tori sing. I feel a stab of jealously go through my body. The grab on the kitchen towel tightens.
I take a few deep breaths knowing that if I don't stop the feeling inside me that I'm going to end up with even worst cuts then I already have.
I take a few sleeping pills and call it a night. I go up to my room, change into some pajamas. I put my phone in to charge. Right before I feel myself start to go asleep my phone righs. Telling me I haave a new text message.
I groan and turn over, grab my phone and read the text. It read.
'Get up bitch, you better be ready to go when I come get you in 15.'
I gulp. This is going to end bad, I just know it...
Okay, here you guys go. I hope you like it. I love all the reviews I got. Thank you guys! I really hope you like this one. I wasn't going to update this story now but I just like started crying. This story actually helps to vent my feelings. So again review! It means the world to me. PLEASE REVIEW!
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