Putting back the pieces

“Please don’t make me do this” she whispered through lips cracked and bleeding after trying to hold back every little cry that tried to make its way up her parched throat. “I’ll be good. I’ll do better. I won’t disappoint you again. I promise! Does that not mean anything to you?” Her cries were getting more and more hysterical as the face that stared back at her continued its silent scrutiny. Dark feral eyes glittered cruelly from under a mop of unruly tangled hair; silent and judging. Her cries echoed off the tiled walls that had once been splattered with happy times. Today, they just looked like an ugly yellow stain that had grown larger when no one was looking.

She bit her lips once more before finally adding a pretty bright splash of her own to the tiles. As she let the white basin fill with streams of red, she glanced up at the face and saw it smiling approvingly. The girl smiled back in relief. Finally, she would be free – of all her doubts, fears and insecurities. Finally, she would be perfect. Her body slid gently to the floor as her life ebbed out slowly but surely. She felt strong yet gentle arms gather her in a warm embrace and the two pieces of her soul joined together in union one last time.

“Please don’t make me do this” she whispered through lips cracked and bleeding after trying to hold back every little cry that tried to make its way up her parched throat. “I’ll be good. I’ll do better. I won’t disappoint you again. I promise! Does that not mean anything to you?” Her cries were getting more and more hysterical as the face that stared back at her continued its silent scrutiny. Dark feral eyes glittered cruelly from under a mop of unruly tangled hair; silent and judging. Her cries echoed off the tiled walls that had once been splattered with happy times. Today, they just looked like an ugly yellow stain that had grown larger when no one was looking.

She bit her lips once more before finally adding a pretty bright splash of her own to the tiles. As she let the white basin fill with streams of red, she glanced up at the face and saw it smiling approvingly. The girl smiled back in relief. Finally, she would be free – of all her doubts, fears and insecurities. Finally, she would be perfect. Her body slid gently to the floor as her life ebbed out slowly but surely. She felt strong yet gentle arms gather her in a warm embrace and the two pieces of her soul joined together in union one last time.

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