Author's Note: Life.
“Because. I’m tired of being used like a toy. Thrown away when not needed but as quickly as that picked up, asked to do a favor.” She said, her eyeliner smearing as a trail of tears flowed down her face.
She then shut the door behind her, her now dried tears leaving a cold trail of truth.
A few minutes later her mother’s voice could be heard.
“Honey? Come in here please.”
She obeyed and sat down, her head rested against her mother’s stomach.
“I don’t want to force you. But, do you not want me to have a happy life?”
“I do mom. I do! Of course I do. But, why can’t he sacrifice? Why do I always have to?” A question. A simple question erupted everything.
“Why the hell are you so selfish?” She screamed, the first signs of rage entering her eyes.
“You call me selfish? Ha, look at yourself.”
The girl’s tears emerged again, but she managed to hide her face through a curtain of her hair.
“Why were you even born? A burden. That’s all you are.”
Her eyes became misty as the harsh words felt like a slap across the face.
“If you really want your life to be good, go live with someone else. See if one of your friend’s families will adopt you. Go to a foster care. Just leave my life alone. I don’t need you.”
This one felt like a punch, in the stomach.
“And if you do, you’ll be dead to me. Don’t ever look back, ever. Also don’t try to hurt yourself, kill yourself. It’s pointless.”
She was still quiet.
“Go see if I care.”
This one was a stab, twist, and then? She was dead.
