Listen to I'm alive by Sia.
This was what I got for trusting people, this was what I got for getting close to people. It had not gotten to a month since I started trusting him and look at him, the devil's advocate. The person that'd hurt you was always someone you knew. Demons come In different shapes and sizes and here I was, battling, using the little strength I had with this devil.
I should have known!
I had been captured in the cage of fear that it was almost like I could hear my own heart beating in my throat.
How could this be happening? He saved me yesterday and today look at him.
He nibbled on my neck, snapping me out of my trance. A huge wave of strength hit me that I began to struggle again. Immediately, I kicked him where the sun didn't shine. He held his groin and fell on my bed, while wincing.
"You bitch." He groaned.
I st
Listen to saved my by R-kelly.Melanie ran her fingers through my hair. She had just come back from school and came straight to see me. She heard my absence from Mr Desmond, our teacher who had subsequently heard it from Mr Elliot, curtly informed by my dad."I went to your house, but there were police bands around and nobody answered the door. I was asked not to go in by some police officer I saw." She explained. She said the house was so messy like a robbery happened."I tried your line, but I couldn't because you blocked me. I went to the nearby store to ask if they saw you. She told me an ambulance left your house few minutes after one in the afternoon." She explained mildly. I could tell how worried she was."I went back to ask the police officer and I had to l
Listen to even though I'm leaving by luke Combs.The doctor guided me to my room. "Have a sit Missy," he said calmly."Where is my father?" I asked through gritted teeth. He had this sorry look on his face that made me know my father was not in a good condition. "I know he had an accident, but please what hospital is he in or is he in this one? Let me just see him." I pleaded with glossy eyes."I'm sorry but-""But what? Look at me, I'm fine. I wouldn't loose my senses if I see he broke an arm.""He's-he's gone."My heart stopped at the mention of that word 'gone'. What does he mean by he's gone? I laughed hysterically at what the officer said."Ok, today isn't April fools, I'm not dreaming and I've had enough for today. Can you cut it out and tell me where he is or did Sophia send you?""Where'
The past one week had been nothing, but dry and lifeless days. I had been going to a group therapy because mother forced me. I was plagued with nightmares and the world didn't feel safe anymore. I'd been more than depressed and I suffered a lot from PTSD.Mother on the other hand had been busy with work and other things concerning Dad. Mother stayed in her room most of the time whenever she was home. His death had a great effect on her and It made me worried sick.Walking to my room, I saw a glass cup on the table beside Mom's door. This triggered a memory, causing me to have shortness of breath. I plastered my back on the wall and sled down to the floor. My knees were drawn to my chest and my head was buried in them.I could hear myself begging Mr Robert. I shivered and covered my ears."Make it stop." I cried with trembling lips.It was like I was reliving that moment again. The moment I
"You're guessing I'm irresponsible right?" Mother picked the fork. " I came home drunk right?""Yeah." I said almost like a whisper. She said she only remembered waking up with a hangover. I assumed she had no memories of the way we talked last night."You miss dad right?" She chewed on the pancakes. "He would have been here if not for you. He would have made a better tasting pancake than this crap right here."My eyes turned glossy. She dropped the fork and I made a mental note never to cook again. I had always been a bad cook. Father was the better cook, mother cooked very good too.I gave her the picture she brought out of a tiny box for me yesterday."What?" She stood up swiftly. "What were you doing in my stuff?""Mom I wasn't-""Silent! Did I not teach you to stay out of people's belongings? ""You brought it out-""
Listen to just us by DJ Khalid featuring Sza for this chapter.Quickly, I dashed into my room with a broken heart and packed my bags. I was sick and rushed to the hospital for a test. The results confirmed I was pregnant and father opened the gates of hell in our house. My mother was disappointed in me and I hated myself for it. Mother pleaded with father, but he refused. "You're a disgrace! How can a sixteen year old be pregnant and that sixteen year old is my daughter, how?!" He bellowed, while mother held his chest, pleading to him that I was their only girl child. The clouds were crying on my behalf, wetting the ground and myself. It rained heavily. I had no where to go.A knock on my office door snapped me out of my trip to memory lane. I straightened my back and placed the locket in my bag. I he
Listen to I'll be there by Jess Glynn.I opened it and was welcomed by the lovely picture of myself and the only people that mattered to me in this world. I looked so huggable with round cheeks anyone would want to eat and pinch.Bonding with my mother felt like they just lifted half the weight that was on my shoulders. Mother did everything she was asked to do in the hospital. Mother arranged for me to have a therapist and I groaned when I heard this.Why did I have to attend those things?We left the hospital in mother's car. We listened to songs and this don't worry, be happy started playing on the radio. Mother increased the volume and sang."Don't worry, be happy." She nodded her head to the rhythm of the music. "Come on, sing with me." She looked at me and returned her eyes on the road."I don't know it." I lied.
Listen to way down we go by Kaleo.Those days when I thought life was all rainbow and sunshine. I believed in fairytales and hoped to get a prince charming in shining armor that'd marry me and take me to his Castle on his horse. Fake!"Night night." I turned to leave for my room."Nicky?" Damon stopped me. "I heard about your dad, I'm sorry I couldn't make it to his funeral because-""It's okay." I cut him off to avoid showing emotions I tried to hide and hastily went to my room.Damon left very early in the morning before my mother and his got up. I was at the passenger's seat in mother's car, on our way to the therapist."Damon is in town." I announced to her dryly."Really? How did you know?""He was at our house."She gave me a confused look like I was speaking some fo
Listen to all we ever wanted by Klas Wahlstedt and per blomqvist."We're going to start again," he said calmly. "How often do you meet your friends?""Not very often, I don't really have friends." I started. "I have just one friend.""Make that two." He showed off some teeth."Two?""Yes, Emmet." He turned to the next page of the book he was holding. "Is there anyone you feel understands you and is very close to you?This question reminded me of my dad, causing clouds of tears to fill my eyes. I leaned back against the chair and tried my possible best to fight the tears from falling.The sober reality that my dad was gone stung my heart and it made me nothing, but devastated.Father held out a lollipop and dangled it in the air for me