Time for Chapter number 9! Aren't you excited? Also don't worry Paul is coming back…in 2 or 3 more chapters! –laughs evilly- Hahaha!
Point of View (Stasia)
Sun peeked through the glass window as I continued to lay here. My body was throbbing and blood seemed to be surrounding me. I needed- wanted- to move but I could not. I was not willing to face the onslaught of pain I would feel. I was a coward.
"You're still here?" My heart began to race as my dad took two large steps towards me.
"I'll move." I mumbled putting my hands to either side of me. I pushed up but my arms were not strong enough to hold it so I fell back upon to the floor.
"Damn right you will." He grabbed my hair and pulled up. My body was set on fire from the pain it was enduring. He bashed my head against the wall then let me fall. He kicked me in the face and spat on me.
"Stop." I whispered, I could only take so much abuse.
"I will when I feel like it." He slammed his foot down on my side I let out an ear piercing scream. The scream echoed through out the house and then silence. My father was looking down at me with satisfaction and I was looking up at him with a fearful expression.
"This better be all cleaned up when I come back." He kicked me once more in the stomach then stormed out of the house. I curled into a ball and sucked in short breaths of air.
My world was fading in and out until a knock of my door made me come to reality.
"Stasia, it's me Bella."
"I-I-m not going to school today."
"Stasia is everything alright?" Bella's voice was strained as she if she was trying to resist something.
"Bella i'm fine I just feel sick…"
"No! Let me come in please?" Her voice was frightened.
"Bella i'll see you tomorrow at school."
"No! Let me in! Something's wrong!" Her voice had risen to an alarmingly high level.
"Bella if Stasia feels sick we will leave her be." Edwards calm voice made me feel a lot better.
"Edward something's wrong..." Her voice trailed off but she was implying something.
"Bella we're going to be late for school, let's go."
My heart began to calm down as there voices faded away. I was finally safe, my secret was still hidden.
I pushed myself up wit feeble arms, I leaned against the wall for more support. As I stood up the world seemed to slip between my fingers, I collapsed once more on the ground. My breathing was heavy my head continued to spin.
"You can do this Stasia." I muttered to myself through clenched teeth.
I stood up once again with even more caution. My body protested the movements of walking, but I needed a shower.
I clutched the stair railing for dear life, every step I took the more I wanted to die. My sides felt as if it had been split open, which in a way it had, my head was throbbing and my neck felt as if it had been broken.
The shower was more difficult then I imagined. I had to wrap my cast in plastic which was sufficiently awkward. I also ended up collapsing onto the slippery floor and letting the water wash over me. Blood seemed to fall off me in rivers. I was normally ok with blood but this made me quite sick to my stomach.
As I crawled out of the showered my wounds were still seeping blood. I kept looking ahead though, I did not want to see the bruises on my body. I threw on sweatpants, took off the plastic on my cast and then I dared to look at the cut.
It was a long straight cut. It went from right under my left breast all the way down to the top of my thigh. I looked away quickly, shuddering. I knew that I could not let this stay open so I found the first aid kit under my bed. I took out a needle and thread, I inhaled and then began to stitch up my wound.
Once my side was stitched I wrapped it in gauze and then pulled out a mirror. I began to work on my face and neck. I winced at each movement.
I lay down on the cold floor once I finished. I pressed my bruning face to it hoping it would do some good. It helped, kind of. My face still ached and my side was throbbing but I felt as if I could clean now. And god knows how much cleaning I will have to do.
I crawled down the stairs, careful to not make any sudden movements. I sighed as I glanced around the living and dining room. The living room was not bad just a large blood spot on the wall, the dining room was terrible. The table lay on the ground covered in broken glass, and blood. Lots and lots of blood. It was in pools no lakes of it, the wall seemed to be painted red. I stared at in horror, I could not believe that I had lost that much blood and still lived.
I began to clean, first the living room, the bleach I used made me sick to my stomach. I had to stop every few minutes from wooziness. Once I had finished the living room I worked my way over to the dining room to clean up the rivers of blood.
I'm pretty sure that I had used enough bleach to kill an army of people by the time I finished. No blood could be seen anywhere, the table was being propped up by books and other random objects.
I glanced at the clock, it was noon. I looked at the refrigerator, it was so tempting. I could sneak food my dad would never know. I knew that if he found out the consequences would be dire but I was hungry. The burger I had with Bella was disgusting, so much fat and grease that my stomach could not handle.
I wobbled over to the fridge and opened it. I smiled at all the food that I could finally eat.
An hour later I was laying on the couch content. Well as content as I could be, with my aching body and my broken heart.
I lay there remembering Paul. I had only known him for four days yet I knew that I would never love another. He was perfect.
His voice was the song I loved to listen to, his scent was the reason I kept breathing, and his arms were the lifesaver that pulled me from hell.
He really was the reason I lived. Without him I would not have a reason in life.
"Stasia what have you gotten yourself into?" I whispered to myself.
I had fallen head over heels in love with Paul the first day I had met him. I had never believed in love until I met Paul.
Ok so this chapter was very unexciting and it didn't do much to the story. Well it did but not until later chapters. The ending is important though…I love the ending I love when she says he is her everything…especially the song part. I thought of that this morning and I was like hey! I'm going to use that! Hahaha
Until Next Time
-INVX
