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"Did I make it so easy?!" she screamed, releasing herself from her calm sane state.
"Yes, you did make it that fu*king easy! Do you see yourself?! REALLY!" He replied, even louder than her before dragging her to the bathroom.
She thrashed around, unable to remove herself from the grip, and afraid of what he might do.
In front of the mirror stood a tall figure that she could barely make out. Her eyes were puffy and the bags under them made her look odd. She turned her head away, without anything more to say.
Two strong whipped her head back into the position it had been in. "Do you see self-confidence?! Did you honestly think you were worth my time?! LOOK AT YOURSELF!" he said angrily, holding her head firmly in place while she thrashed around, screaming. She didn't say anything. She just wanted to be elsewhere.
Maybe if I scream loud enough, this would have all been a dream, she thought.
He shook her, pushed her into the wall, and slammed his hand right beside her head. He towered over her and she still hadn't opened her eyes. "NOW you're silent, huh?" he said with a raised voice. He slammed his hand again. "HUH?!"
She stood there timidly, not as much afraid as she was horrified by what she had seen. Everything she had hoped to have been wasn't there.
She was angry, ugly, used, superficial, and worst of all, no one she could recognize.
He left. He didn't need anything from her anymore. He now looked forward for the next "b***h" to do his bidding; taking his shoes off, kissing his a**, glorifying all of his accomplishments, and forgiving the unforgettable.
When she was sure he was gone she washed her face, buried through her make up, and began painting her face with the hottest new make up. She cried the whole way through and saw exactly what she had seen before. She washed her face and stared at herself.
Her eyes were brown, her hair was quite perfect, and she had her favorite shirt on.
Worthless, she thought, this can't be all?