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"Open the damn door!" I heard loud bang noises on the door. I cried and sat in the corner of my room, holding my wrist. It was red, even his hand was visible.

Is it true that trusting people should be careful?

Well, here it is.

Chul, he was my boyfriend. He was sweet and very kind, but he changed after all this.

He became an abusive guy. I broke up with him, But he became really mad. He refused to because he wanted me to give all of my hard-earned money. All he wanted from me is just money. Not love. I soon realized that he wanted money from me, as he was acting weird for some days. I work in a coffee shop, near my house. I'm experienced with flirting, as I'm a waitress. My boyfriend doesn't give a fuck about it. In short, he doesn't care about my life.

Not at all.

I never knew Chul is addicted to money, just like mister krabs. That might be the worst example but I never knew such characters exist. But abusive. He drinks, and even goes with other girls. But he wanted me for money.

"I said open the fucking door before I kick it!" He slams the door open, causing me to flinch. I shivered as I was backing away from him. He ran towards me and lifted me by the collar of my shirt. "Where the hell is my money?" He asked furiously. "I-I didn't g-go to w-work t-tod-day.." I answered, stuttering. He scoffed and let me go.

That's it? no punch?

There would be such things.

He ran towards the door of the room and slammed the door close. He smirked and chased me.

I ran away from him, but he pulled my hair back, causing me to scream in pain. "You didn't go to work." He whispered. I shook my head, still crying, nervously. He punched my face and kicked my stomach, I screamed but he didn't stop. He twisted my arm, I was still screaming. "Chul, please. P-please.." I begged him. He threw me to the floor and kick my head. I fell unconscious as I lied there, closing my eyes. He kicked my knee and mumbled "Asshole". He spat on my face, causing me to flinch. I couldn't even wipe because I was too unconscious. He left the room and I was still lying there, crying.

What is happening to me...

I cried and hugged my knees, I couldn't take it anymore, So I head to my bathroom, and fished out a blade.

This is the only way I can escape, so I don't have to worry anymore.

NO ONE'S POV

As ara head to her bathroom with a blade, She smiled at her reflection in the mirror. "Goodbye, Ara..." She mumbled herself before cutting her wrist. She cut her wrist and closed her eyes. After a while, She fell and hit her head down on the cold tiles of the bathroom.