Music City Diaries: The Complete Series

Diary #3

Diary #3

Dear Mom,

Everything hurts.

My heart. My soul. My body.

I don’t even know how to handle this much pain. It’s all-consuming.

Every sound, I hear his grunts.

Every movement, I see him over me.

Every touch, I feel his hands on me.

I can’t erase him.

I’m so sick of seeing and hearing him. I wish I could rip out my eyes and ears, but the memory would still play across my mind.

Not even sleep makes it go away, if anything, it’s more vivid there.

I’m hanging on by a thread. My mind is a dark place.

The only bright spot is Maddox.

But I worry that soon, I’ll darken him, too.

I just want it to stop. Make it stop, please.

Love,

Darcie