Somewhere Near (an excerpt from chapter 2)

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“So…are you ever going to tell me what the whole mutilating yourself thing was about,” mumbled Travis in a solemn tone. I froze and he immediately glanced up.

I couldn’t bear to tell him. What could I tell him? I was envisioning my ex-boyfriend taking advantage of me. Ravaged me without my consent and against my protests. “It’s a long story…you wouldn’t understand…I’m..” I trailed. I inhaled sharply and looked up at the sky. “Do you think the sun will come out today?”

“What the fuck does that have to do with anything?”

I smiled. “Why is it that we always search for the sunshine when it rains? We never truly appreciate the calmness of a rainy day. Everything is like in a limbo. At rest. There’s no excitement, no…” I saw the car pull up before I even saw the face behind the wheel. It was like something out of a scary movie. I didn’t scream- I couldn’t scream. I felt the knot in my throat and used every bit of self-control I had not to freak out and start crying. I couldn’t. He wouldn’t like that. I could already tell by the look on his face that this was not going to end well. “..no..danger.”

“Danger? What are you talking about? Are you okay?” asked Travis. He finished wrapping the band-aid on my arm then followed my gaze to the car as Nial got out of the driver seat. “Who is the-“

“I have to go. Thank you.” I whispered, pulling my arm away. I handed him the water bottle and rushed over to Nial. His eyes were cold; intense but I didn’t dare look away. He grabbed a fist full of my hair and tilting my head back, he kissed me. Rough and careless. His teeth grazed my lips and his grip on my hair tightened as he pulled me into him.

I could no longer hold back the tears. They felt warm on my cheek as the rain began pelting the earth.

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