“Happy End”
The girl observed the bathtub, which was slowly filled with hot water while she waited. She let it continue to fill, knowing that it would take a long time to fill up where she wanted to. He began to peel off his clothes little by little, leaving it folded on one side of the site. She approached the mirror when the underwear was published and a girl could be seen. One that was full of blows, purple, one that smiled while crying. One that repeated again and again that it was fine. One that had marks of hands all over his body, without leaving a clean one – a land that so many people knew. She hugged herself, feeling a cold regret, feeling a sense of weight on herself. A repulsive feeling that corroded and attacked his nerves trying to be steel. He opened the pill drawer and took one of the times he had seen from time to time but never taken. Pills to sleep in a not too late effect. He got it into his mouth and swallowed it, dry. The girl was ready to enter the bathtub, regardless of the clothes she was still wearing. Feeling the burning in his skin the moment he contacted with water, entering little by little until he was inside. It was scorching, and steam became the only air in that closed room. Water covered him up to his neck, since it was stretched to be able to warm up well. I would be what it was necessary.
Have you heard them? It can not be more deceitful.
How can Shin Eun Kyung even be with that idiot? And on top of the accusation of abuser, little bitch.
Do not you like my friends to touch you? Then you have to put up with my punches again.
Those words echoed in his head again and again, causing a severe headache. They put their hands on his head, running them through his hair and pushing him away. In a soft way, it was letting us sink until we had to close our eyes so that the water did not enter into them and make it more annoying. She relaxed in the warmth of the liquid that surrounded her in fullness, feeling her body floating. Little by little, the air left her lips to finish with everything stored in her lungs. Just as little by little, the pill ended with his awakening.
Help, please, I do not want to leave here.
She felt that she was suffocating, but that feeling was not new to her. The whole day remained in the same place. Those marks on the neck, the reason for using the high neck regardless of the temperature. Everything that he had hidden from everyone, except his best friend, who had the same pain and sadness of being beaten daily. She felt that she was being a coward for wanting everything to stop.
She wanted to apologize, but his words were never adequate.
She wanted to get out of that situation.
She wanted to talk, but he doubted if it was his fault.
She wanted to scream, but she couldn’t talk.
She wanted to live, but not that life.
And she liked it, under the water, spending all the air that remained in his lungs and that had been consumed like a candle because of the flames that melted it. She felt a horrible sense of impedance. It was the weight of his thoughts which, little by little, has become mute, however, there is nothing but a heavy body. And with one last thought, she finally fell asleep.
Help
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