Part 14 (2/2)
What will the Harding Family think of their only son's new choice of woman? This young man has his family's destiny on his young shoulders and a workforce that will depend on him making the right choices so they can feed their families... He needs a woman to help him make those decisions and looking at these pictures I and my team highly doubt this Grace Ford will offer the support he will need.
SHE SCREAMED RAPE.
We've found out that she had a s.e.xual affair with her stepbrother at the age of fourteen. The young man in question has said that Harding's new girl forced him to give up his virginity. She never used protection so two months later she found out she was pregnant and decided to throw her boyfriend to the dogs. She told her mother, Mrs. Ford, that her stepbrother had raped her. What have the Harding's got themselves into?
WATCH OUT, MR HARDING, YOU COULD BE NEXT.
Let's be honest, while looking at this woman's track record she is bound to pull the same thing on Mr. Harding. We can only hope that he is smart enough to get rid of her before the witch can destroy him and his family.
WHAT DOES HE SEE IN HER?.
Considering who he has been seen with before why is he with her? Let's be honest she is very pretty, but she is nothing special, she's very ordinary.
FAT, UGLY AND POOR.
What does he see in her?
She nothing special to look at I looked at all those words, all the words that have been said to me, all the words I myself have thought as I pull and release at my band. The hurt I inflict on my wrist does nothing to lessen the hatred I have for myself, it normally works, but not today.
”It won't help, you know what you need.”
”Get it, go on, get it.”
”Release all the hatred, it's the only way.”
Today the hatred is so bad that nothing can help me, nothing can bring me out of the hurt I feel at myself. The hatred I feel at the world for not allowing me to succeed in at least something. I want to do it, I know I have the strength within myself to do it, but my family had to go ruin it for me. They couldn't let me have the happiness that I deserve. I tried, I've really tried and I can't do it, they won't let me do it. I failed, I failed at the one job I was sure I could do. To better my life. I mean I had a b.l.o.o.d.y plan and it's gone to s.h.i.+t.
”Go get it, go get it, make it all better.”
My mother was right, I can't do anything right, I'm useless, worthless. I love a man who won't want to touch me now that I have given him and his family bad press.
What's the point?
Who will miss me?
No-one.
No-one will miss me.
”You're right, you know you're right, just go get it and make everyone happy.”
My mother was right; I'm just a worthless piece of s.h.i.+t.
I'm a waste of life.
I'm all alone and no-one will miss me.
”Go get it, go get a knife.”
At this point I'm so fazed and angry at myself that I listen to the sounds in my head and I go straight for the kitchen drawer that's on the side of Samuel's apartment and go for the sharpest knife he owns. The silver instrument looks so inviting, I could do it, just slice the knife along the vein on the inside of my arm.
”Do it, do it.”
”No-one wants you, you're worthless.”
I place the tip at my wrist and I watch the way the silver looks against my pale skin. I should do it, I'm no use to anyone, I may as well do the world a favor and end it now before I can do any more damage.
”Do it, just b.l.o.o.d.y do it.”
”It will make everything better.”
I don't want to hurt anymore, I just want it to end, and I don't want to feel worthless anymore. I'm tired, I'm so tired of the way my life is going. I can feel all my tears pouring down my face as I find it so hard to control my emotions. I push the tip of the knife into my skin just as I can hear the banging on the door.
”Grace!”
”Go on, do it, you stupid b.i.t.c.h. You don't want to hurt him any further.”
I try to drown out the voice in my head, but she is so loud confirming everything I have ever felt. She's tempting me to do it, reminding me of the release I can get out of doing what she says. There's so much noise and my head and heart both hurt with everything they are trying to digest and in the background I can just make out Samuel's scared voice.
”Grace, open the door.”
”Grace.”
”f.u.c.king open the door, Grace!”
The banging is getting loader and I can hear and feel the vibrations coming through the door. I'm messing him around, I've messed him up and I am so embarra.s.sed. I fall to the floor, resting my back against the unit, still clutching the knife in my hand. My best friend, this knife is my best friend and I'm going to use it to make it all better. I have to make it all better; I can't live like this any more.
”That's right, just do it now, before he opens the door.”
”Grace!”
”Grace! f.u.c.king open this door right now!”
”Grace!”
”Grace!”
I push the blade a little further into my skin till I can see blood pool at the side and try to break it through the skin on my back of my arm just as the door bangs open. The voice has left me, leaving me now all on my own just as I push the tip in a little further. Just as I see a little more blood I can see Samuel kneel before me as I feel his hands around my own.
”Grace, look at me.”
”Grace, please look at me.” I can't seem to stop my shaking and my whole body just seems so cold.
”Grace, can I have the knife please.”
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