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SITC-Chapter 1: Don’t Answer

I think today was the only day that my answering machine woke me up instead of the cold. Normally my blankets slide onto the floor and shivering envelops my body until I wake. This usually happens two or three times a day. It takes me a while to reach my hand across my bed and tap the familiar button to check my messages. I knew where the button was without having to look. I thought if I heard another obnoxious beeping sound I might just get out of bed and throw the whole machine out the window.

“You have six new messages” The machine barks at me.

“Hi Elsie, this is Robert. As you know you are on your seventh vacation day and that any time after nine days will result in termination I think it’s best if you-” click.

“I don’t need to hear it, Robert.” I mutter to myself.

“Hi this is Donna from Psychiatric Maine calling to inform you that you have missed your last three appointments if you wish to cancel-” click.

“Elsie, it’s Aria, can you call me back...soon? I’m kind of worried about you I haven’t heard from you in-” click.

“Hi honey! It’s me. I’m just calling to check up on you again! Oh wait, Milo! Come say hi kitty kitty! Here, here’s Milo. Say: I miss you mommy...well he does miss you he just won’t let anyone else hold him...I miss you too, sweetie. Maybe you should come home for a little bit? Call me back okay?” click.

“Hi this is Stacy from United Credit, we have put a hold on your account because-” click.

“Hi!” click.

“No more new messages.” Thank God. My fingers trace the covers where Milo used to lay. I didn’t want to give him to my mom, but I had to. I kept forgetting to feed him and he started to lose weight so I thought it better to just give him a temporary home away from home. I roll over. Maybe today would be the day I get out of bed. It had been two days since I’d stepped foot on the ground. My hair was dirty and I desperately needed a shower but...that took such a long time. I pull the blankets up to my neck. It was so warm here. My apartment had been a tundra since they shut off my heat after weeks of not paying my bills. It is already one in the afternoon, what’s the point? There is a light knock on the door and I ignore it.

“Elsie, can I come in?” It was Kain. I don’t answer. Maybe he was back to make up with me again. I mean, how many times can you break up with someone because they’re “too sad” just to come back? “Okay I still have my spare so I’m just gonna come in. I hope you’re not dead in there because, well...that would suck.” I hear his muffled voice outside my front door and close my eyes.

“Jesus it is freezing in here!” He calls as he closes the door behind him. I put my pillow over my head. He opens my bedroom door, “God, Elsie it’s like a funeral in here.” He yanks open my blinds and lets the sun through, burning my eyes as I take the pillow away from my face. “Get up, you look disgusting.” He grabs my arms and yanks me to a sitting position.

“Get out of my house.” I say quietly.

“Get in the shower.” I feel tears well up in my eyes and I shake my head. “Now!” He yells. I flinch and slide my feet off the side of my bed as I drag my body to the bathroom. I close the door behind me and put my back against it, sinking to the floor as I cradle my arms. “This mopey shit isn’t cute anymore!” I wanted him to leave. I wanted him to leave two months ago. I wanted him to leave when he grabbed my arm so hard it left a bruise I had to cover with a bracelets and excuses.

I turn on the water after it takes me ten minutes to get undressed. My ribs were more prominent than the last time I looked at myself in the mirror. I don’t know when the last time I ate was...maybe it was three days ago? I could no longer feel the pain of hunger in my stomach. Crying in the shower is like a refreshing relief to most. It mixes together the cold and hot water and gently blends into your face as you let out your sorrows. I try to keep my sobs silent but there is knock at the bathroom door.

“You okay in there?” Kain asks me. I don’t answer. I turn off the water and wrap my body in a towel. Somehow, I felt better, but I still hated being wet. My hair stuck to the back of my neck and my eyelashes stuck to each other as my tears subdued, leaving my nose red and my lips swollen. I open the door and Kain hands me a fresh pair of clothes.

“Here.” He states. I gently take them out of his hands as he leaves my bedroom. I lock the door behind him. I shiver as my feet press against the frozen wood floor and the cold clings to my wet legs. I quickly put on the clothes and reach for the phone. I can hear his footsteps pacing around my living room as he waits for me to come out. I press my hand into the phone as it rings to try and silence the tone. The footsteps get louder.

“Hello?”

“Aria.” I whisper. My breath is shallow as I try to remain quiet, “He’s here.” That’s all she needed to hear.

“I’ll be there soon.” She hangs up and I squeeze my eyes shut. Why didn’t she just stay on the line.

“Els. Hurry up.” I hear Kain call from the kitchen, “I’m waiting!” My hands start to shake and I sit on my bed, pulling a blanket around my shoulders. I wanted to go back to bed. After sleeping for two days, just taking a shower was very straining for me and I wish Milo was here to chase his tail and make me smile. It’s been a while since I’ve smiled. I can hear Kain’s footsteps getting louder as he grew more impatient. He knocks on the door and I put my hands on my face, bracing for his calls. “Get the fuck out of there! I know what you’re doing!” A light thumping noise comes from the floor below me which could only mean that the nanny that watches the children in the apartment below me was getting tired of all this yelling and stomping. Kain stamps his foot on the ground, mocking the faint thuds that warned us to quiet down. Maybe the baby was sleeping, I thought. My heart was racing now, yet at the same time that familiar numbness in my body remained and my arms felt heavy and my eyes stayed low. The handle on the door is shaking now, violently as Kain tries to break it off again. I put my head in my hands as he yells, bracing for what he was going to do once he was successful. I didn’t care anymore. I deserve this.

The handle continues to shake and the lock clicks open and I turn my head slowly as Aria comes in the room. She rushes to me and throws her arms around me as I begin to cry again. She puts her hand on my head.

“He’s gone now. I got him to leave, you’re okay.”

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Hallway Quote Of The Day part 2

person 1: Hey dude, want some Gatorade? *pulls Gatorade out of locker*

person 2: Sure.

Person 1: It's been in there for three weeks.

person 2: Oh perfect I love finely aged Gatorade.

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I can't dude, she's a Sagittarius

HALLWAY QUOTE NUMBER 1

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what is it these days with moms and essential oils

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A whole six followers. I wasn’t expecting to be this famous right away. I don’t think I can handle this stress

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valid question #1

does anyone ever wonder what a bowl full of those hand sanitizer beads would look like?

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No thanks

My dog just came to the back door with a baby bunny in her mouth oh god what do i do

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Day number 435

The spongebob meme is ruining my life

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their music helped me through a lot, man....

reblog if twenty one pilots has helped you in some way

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This

People need to stop saying “I need to be skinnier” and start saying “I need to be more fit.” Eat healthier. Work out, go for a run and wake yourself up in the morning. Wear those cute athletic outfits and watch yourself grow and get more toned and physically and mentally stronger. Treat your body like you want to have it. Loving yourself for accomplishing what you want is such a great feeling.

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People eat meat and think they will become strong as an ox, forgetting that the ox eats grass.

Pino Caruso (via mercyforanimals)

I love the meaning of this.

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Yet another hallway quote

P1: Okay, see ya later man, have a good weekend

P2: Its tuesday.

P1:...well fuck you too

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Hallway Quote Of The Day part 2

person 1: Hey dude, want some Gatorade? *pulls Gatorade out of locker*

person 2: Sure.

Person 1: It's been in there for three weeks.

person 2: Oh perfect I love finely aged Gatorade.

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yet another high school on TV

a grown ass man who is obviously at least 25 years old: i just turned sixteen i can't wait to get a car :)

a grown ass woman with fully formed breasts, perfect skin, and chiseled features: lucky you, chad, i still have to wait TWO MORE YEARS :( being fourteen sucks

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I hate it when your sitting in a silent room and you go to eat or drink something anD YOUR MOUTH DECIDES TO MAKE THE LOUDEST MOST RANDOM NOISES THAT NEVER HAPPEN WHEN YOU ACTUALLY EAT OR DRINK AND YOU JUST HAVE TO LOOK AROUND NERVOUSLY BECAUSE THERE”S NO GOING BACK. EVERYONE HEARD THAT. NOW EVERYONE”S LOOKING AT YOU, AND YOU CAN HEAR CHILDREN SCREAMING AND BUILDINGS COLLAPSING. 

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