All Cried Out
Rating: T
Pairings: Craig/Manny
Summary: Manny knew what it felt like to be hurt. However, no one knew of how well she knew the meaning of pain. It seems as if her life is falling apart. Who will be able to save her?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the Degrassi character or any of the songs used for my fan fics.
Chapter 1: All Cried Out
All alone on a Sunday morning
Outside I see the rain is falling
Inside I'm slowly dying
But the rain will hide my crying
The alarm sounded off. Manny hit the buzzer groaning slightly. She sat up, wincing in pain, and slowly walked over to her mirror. She peeled up her shirt lightly. Tears stinging her eyes. A large bruise on her side from where her Uncle Johnnie whipped her. After Manny's father went into a coma nearly 9 months ago, Manny's world fell apart. Things that seemed so important, like boys and shopping, fashion and her fluffy fluff collection, seemed so unimportant now. So irrelevant.
As soon as Johnnie moved in, she learned the meaning of pain. Pain she thought she'd never experience before. Even her own mother was turning on her. Telling Manny that she shouldn't get Johnnie so riled up all the time. Manny sighed and headed to the shower. She shut the bathroom door, locking it behind her. Johnnie had moved in to help pay for the pills, with her dad literally unable to work, they needed help paying the bills. Manny walked to the shower, after removing her clothes, injuries all over her body. From welts, to burns to cuts to bruises, to engravings. Manny stepped into the showere letting the water trickle down her body, as tears fell down her face. Manny cried a lot now. Only alone though.
At school she was still the same Manny, accept she covered up now. Manny sighed to herself, wiping at her eyes and turned off the shower, she stepped out wrapping the towel around her. There was a loud bang on the door. Manny's eyes widened. "Crap." She whispered to herself. She should've known better not to lock the door, and knew Johnnie wouldn't leave until she opened the door. Her punishment would be bad enough, she didn't want to make it worse by making him wait longer. "Manuella open this DAMN door." Uncle Johnnie barked. Manny ran to the door unlocking it.
The door swung open and Johnnie grabbed Manny by her arm, slamming her against the wall. "What the hell have I told you about this door?" He growled. Manny whimpered. "I'm sorry." She panicked. Johnnie shook his head slapping her across the face. "As hell you are. Now answer my question you little tramp. What have I told you?" He ordered. "Um... To... To never keep it locked." Johnnie nodded. "Right. So why did you look it?" He asked fiercely. "I... I forgot... I'm sorry." She cried. Johnnie shook his head, and went and shut the door. He removed his belt, and motioned for Manny. Manny squeezed her eyes shut and nodded to herself. She knew what to do. She walked over to the toilet and sat down, Johnnie walked over, the belt tight in his hand. "Remove the towel." He yelled. Manny nodded and did as she was told. She squeezed her eyes shut as the belt lashed against her back. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Manny counted in her head, her mind wandering off as the belt continued to hit her back. Johnnie stopped and picked Manny up by her arm. "Now go get ready for school, and don't you dare be late coming home today." He spat. Manny again nodded and picked up her towel, walking out of the bathroom and to her room.
All alone on a Sunday morning
Outside I see the rain is falling
Inside I'm slowly dying
But the rain will hide my crying