Silence

TRIGGERING!!!

Willow has experienced neglect and abuse all her life, she resorted to self-harm as a release and suicide as a way out from the horror that she lived. Willow has a complicated story where she loved her bully, Taila, she also made friends but at the last moments of her life.

Taila has a slightly different story, she was the bully to Willow but she had a secret as well. In her personal life, outside school she lived with her adopted mother and brother- who was released from prison-, he constantly rapes Taila. She finds that she needs to be better than others at school so no one will see how weak she is. The strange matter was she loved Willow, so in the end she tries to help but it is too late.

Liam is one of Willow's closest friends, at his old school he was bullied for being gay and his boyfriend killed himself, after recovering he moved school and met his new group whom befriended Willow soon after. But did Liam truly get over the pain or did he just hide it away?

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12. Taila's Story Part 2

I yawned in boredom as I walked through the corridor, the guys had just finished their practice so now they were going on about some game. Then they all fell silent as a girl scurried across the car park, poor girl didn't know what she was getting herself into. 

"Taila lets show her what happens when losers like her walk near us", one of the girls giggled. All eyes where on me, licking my lips I nodded as we walked from the entrance of the school. 

I stalked over the redhead, my head was screaming at me not to hurt her, my heart was thumping in my chest but I couldn't show any weakness.

"Well if it isn't the loser", I yelled out causing the rest of the group to laugh. 

Willow looked down before picking up her speed trying to get away from us, I couldn't blame her. Even I would want to get away from me. I mean I treat her like hell, I harm her just so my life is kept a secret and my reputation is ruined. But I need my reputation, I need everyone to believe that I won't become broken. 

"Don't walk away from me!", I yelled, part of me wanted to beg her to not walk away but to come to me so I could hold her in my arms. Of course I threw that though away and watched as two of the jocks grabbed her with force.

 

They held her back as I swayed over to her. My eyes landed on her red lips and my throat dried up a little. Breathing deeply I traced a finger down her cheek then poked her on the chest.

"You are going to do my English homework and it's going to be good", I smiled coldly.

Through her mask of hair and hood I could see her eyes glimmering, a small expression came onto her lips as if she was having a battle with herself. It was sort of cute the way she made a little bit of a face when she was in thought. Sighing I looked down her arms to her wrists wincing at the memory.

 

One night I was walking when I heard a girl crying, she sat on the swings with a knife in her hand. Blood had been dripping down from her wrists as she sliced away more of her skin. I had let out a cough to see who it was, when Willow had turned around, her face showed horror and cheeks showed tears.

Turning back to the situation at hand, I forced another smile.

 

"If you don't, I will tell everyone your little secret", I finished turning my eyes back to her wrists so she got the message loud and clear. Everyone was looking at me wanting more, feeding them their satisfaction I raised my hand and slapped her before I could stop myself. 

My brain screamed at me and I turned away walking at full speed, the rest of the group hot on my heels. I couldn't be bothered with any of them at the moment.

 "Nice one Taila, she deserved it", Cheryl, one of the sluts giggled. I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face her. 

"Did she?", I asked. Willow's broken face burned into my mind, her bleeding wrists etched into my heart. 

Before anyone could say anything else I stormed off to my house, my heart was thumping, my head was screaming. As I arrived home I walked into the kitchen to be greeted by my lovely brother. His eyes scanned my body up and down making me shudder. 

"Nice to see you home sis", he said, his voice was fake. He smiled a disgusting smile before stalking over to me. 

"Mum said that I can have you, you see she is my mother not yours. You are not my little sister. But you are mines", he finished licking up my neck as she pushed me against the wall. Disgust filled my face as he held me against the wall. Of course my so called mother would say that, she loved nothing more than her precious sick son. 

 

He pulled me by the hair and dragged me up to his bedroom where he threw me into it. I swallowed my pride and looked at him, it was going to be hell again. I never let the tears fall, I never even let the pain show as my brother forced himself into me. When he was done he just dismissed me. I ran into my bedroom slamming the door shut, my life was fucked up. I hated everything about it, I didn't feel love for anyone. I hated everyone and everything. 

My body fell to the floor causing me to curl up, the anger and hatred filled my mind and blackened my heart but then she came into my thoughts. Willow. I couldn't figure out what was different about her, she was just like anyone else. 

I hated everyone, all they have ever wanted me for is their own use. No one has ever seen me as a true friend, as a daughter or a  sister. I was just a toy in their eyes. Even Willow, she was a constant reminder of how I felt. They was she dressed was like the was I desired to dress, the way she hid from the world reminded me of the things I hid from everyone. 

A voice nagged in the back off my head, it sang softly. Her name seemed to set my soul on fire. The thought of her seemed to calm the crashing waves in my world. Then the voice whispered the one thing that made me see Willow differently.

There is a thin line between love and hate. I had to wonder what the difference meant, did I really love her or did I hate her like others did. I just couldn't imagine feeling a hatred towards someone I didn't talk to. She had never done anything to me, or to anyone. 

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