A teardrop is insignificant in a pool of water, but it can touch the soul as it runs down someone's face.

Falling's not the problem. When I'm falling I feel free. It's only when I hit the ground, it causes all this grief.

Chapter 2

Last time:

"I think I'm your sister."

"So the bastard wasn't lying there was another baby."

"Huh? Bastard whose that?"

"Our father and the father of my child."

"WHAT," everyone practically screamed.

"I said Our Father Is THE Father of My Child"

"Why would you sleep with your own father?

"Look I didn't sleep with that bastard, what do I look like? I'm fucking 17 for fucks sake."

"Ok so what he raped you or something?"

"Yea he raped me. He's been doing it for the past 3 years. I still can't believe that its just now happening." She said in annoyance

"What do you mean by just happening now? Why did you never tell anyone or run away?"

"Really now and go where? I have no one other than that bastard and even then that not even really true. I did tell someone but they didn't believe me after the first time they thought I was only playing a joke. What I mean is that my body hasn't truly been mine for years."

"Wait they didn't believe because of you playing a joke? Why would you play a joke while your trying to-"

"What the fuck you fucking moron! I didn't play a joke that fucking bastard made it look like I did. He cleaned everything up so well that when the police got there he told them that I was crazy and had fell down at a young age and had gotten brain damage and lied a lot which that right there is fucking stupid at fuck in its self. The fucker has been prostituting me since I was fucking 5 years old."

After Chi's last outburst she had gone and laid down while everyone else busied themselves with anything they could. What everyone didn't realize was that she was breaking down. Her mind had turned on itself and she was at the point of running.

You gotta give up.

You can't keep hiding from this.

You have to surrender to the feeling.

You'll fail. You'll die.

Everything you've done will be for nothing.

Away from him.

Away from the memories.

Away from her friends.

Away from the only solace she's ever had.

Anything, just to get away.

There's no way you can survive.

Those people don't believe in you

Her mind and heart were fighting with each other and so to stop it she the bottle on the counter. Filled the cup next to the sink up and down the entire bottle of sleeping pills.

She was truly happy with the thought that finally she was able to make her own decision about her own life without someone else telling her what was best for herself.

So I know this is really short but I didnt want to include this next scene in this chapter because it needs its own space. Anyway hope you liked it tell me what you think or dont whatever you like i guess!

later

Rose