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Didn’t Mean It: Chapter 16My hands were shaking. My legs were shaking. My whole body was shaking. I couldn’t calm down. The thought of breaking up with Jinsu was terrifying me, but it had to be done. I couldn’t be with him anymore.
I was sitting on the floor, with my laptop infront of me. I decided that once I finally broke up with him, I would tweet a cute happy quote and make a short vid to add to my just jasmines.
Moments passed by and finally I got that call. It was now or never. Heart thumping, pulse rising, sweat falling, I answered the phone.
“Hello?”
“Hey babe..is it okay if I come over now?”
I sighed. “Actually..no. That wouldn’t be okay.”
“Jasmine..”
“No. I’m done.”
“Jasmine if you hear me out..”
“What if I don’t want to?”
“Jasmine, listen to me or els-“
“Or else what, Jahyouth? You’ll beat me to a pulp again? Leave me unconscious on the ground once more? If you’re thinking that then you’re fucking funny.”
“Jasmine I do not like your tone of voice.”
“WELL I DON’T LIKE YOU!!”
I stood up, with my left fist clenched.
“I am SICK and TIRED of being your little punching bag..I am DONE dealing with you.”
“Jasmine please do not do this, you’ll regret-“
“The only thing I regret is sticking around for so long. I should have NEVER let things get this far…I should have never dated you.”
I took a deep breath as tears formed in my eyes.
“I’m done. We’re done.”
“Jasmi-“
When I couldn’t say anything else any longer, I hung up and let every bottled up emotion out. I cried out every tear I had held in, let out every scream that I had to keep a secret. I was finally free. Free.
I got in the shower to refresh myself and my new profound freedom and got into a pair of pink sweats from Victoria’s Secret. I sat down infront of my laptop and switched the tabs to twitter. Once I followed a few fans, I went straight to photobooth and put it on video mode. I smiled to myself, and started making a cute video. I started off singing a cover, shortly interrupted.
Out of no where, someone started thumping at the door hard and quick, scaring me out of my trance. Nervous, I stared at the door not knowing what to do. Should I run or should I open the door. Sighing deeply, I walked over to the door and opened it. Jinsu.
“What are you doi-“
“WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO OPEN THE DOOR?”
“WHAT ARE YOU DO..”
I felt a sting across my face and my body crashed against the floor. He grabbed a clump of my hair and started to pull me towards the door to close it. Grasping onto his arm, I screamed for my life.
“Stop please!! Stop please…STOP!!”
Still grabbing onto my hair, he flipped my body making it hit the table, causing glass cups to fall and shatter on the tile floor around me. I screamed as high as I could as I felt him pick me up and throw me against every wall possible to throw some punches in.
“SHUT UP!” He grabbed my face and threw me onto the ground, kicking me harder then he had before.
I wouldn’t stop screaming though. I tried to get as loud as I could, hoping someone would hear me and save me. But no one came.
“THINK YOU CAN LEAVE ME HUH? YOU DON’T LEAVE UNTIL I FUCKING TELL YOU.”
Once again, he grabbed onto me but instead of my hair it was by my arms and dragged me over to my room. He pushed me and got a punch in, hitting me directly in my left temple. Landing on the bed, I tried to kick him off but he clawed his nails deep into my thighs, causing me to cry out in pain.
He adjusted his body over mine, with a pillow in his hand, attempting to get it over my face. Preventing it from happening, I placed my arms over my face, trying to push him away, but he was too strong. My tears made my make up run down my face which ended up in blurring my vision. I felt the pillow smush against my face with all his pressure behind it. I started getting light headed, so my fighting back weakened…but that didn’t stop me. I clawed my nails into his arms, hoping he’ll let go.
“GET THE FUCK OFF ME.”
He threw the pillow away from my face and by my shirt, he threw me onto the ground. I gasped a deep breath and looked up at him. Bruised up and bloody, I was vulnerable. My freedom was taken away from me. Just like that.
He shook his head and pointed his finger at me.
“We’re going to talk this shit over.”
He walked over to the door and turned around once again.
“But I run this shit. Know that.”
He turned back around and walked out. Once I heard the main door shut, I stood up and walked back to the bathroom. My reflection was horrendous. The entire upper left side of my face was bruised up and bleeding. My thighs had scars all over them. Some of my nails were chipped and broken off. My stomach was sore. I was destroyed.
He has never been this physical. He never left this amount of bruises on me. Stripping out of my clothes again, I ended up in the shower once more. Crying and groping my stomach, I came to realization.
I’m never going to escape from his hands. I’m trapped.
it’s a scientific fact that if you stare at this long enough you will cry
currently drowining in my own pool of tears
(Source : harryandtommo)
I don’t think I have ever seen Liam act so gay in my life…HAAHAHAH
(Source : lirrylirry)
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