Save Myself by Jasmine Austen (100 best novels of all time txt) 📕

bet that she is cooking in the hot kitchen with sweat pouring down her back, I bet that she has kids too. I bet she wanted to escape, to fly away from here and taste the sweet savoring taste of delightful freedom.
I jumped and flinched as the screaming rose higher until they all broke into harmonious chants of "We Love One Direction!" I couldn't help but turn my head a little, while still walking to the door as five guys popped onto the stage with cheeky smiles on their faces and hand-held mikes in their hands. They looked perfect as they looked down at the excited blonde-haired girls standing in the front trying to desperately get their attention.
I turned my head, instantly losing interest in the cute boy band that stood in the front, introducing themselves separately. Niall, Harry, Liam, Zayn, and Harry, I couldn't help but memorize the names and etch them into my brain. If they were really good, then I would undoubtedly search them up on iTunes but if they were bad, I would not care a bit.
"Well, we all want to thank you for coming here and supporting the SDV, Stop Domestic Violence!" Liam said into the microphone. I couldn't help but flinch at the name. It was like a bee sting that pierced me each time it was said. I felt like I was a poor, homeless person and I was ashamed of it. I finally realized that I was just a stupid girl who got stuck under the web of "love", as they called it. Well, love kept on getting me bruises and kept on hurting me over and over again. For now on, I thought as I stared hard at the boys that stood on stage, I will never love again.
"We decided that we should dedicate this song to those strong girls and boys that were victims and supporters that helped stop this nonsense!" Harry said. I wish I was up front so I could get a better view of them but I was all the way in the back and their were too many girls trying to crowd them. I sighed, giving up and began going through the paths of overly-excited girls and big- stomached guards. I pretended I was a explorer in the desert going through a complicated maze of cactus and deadly snakes. I weaved my way through the crowd, their shrilling screams piercing into my ears, giving me a minor headache.
My ears perked as I heard the strums of a guitar before a beautiful voice with a sharp ring to it came to my ears, blessing it with it's soft touch.

Shut the door
Turn the light off
If be wanna be with you
I want to feel your love
I want to lay beside you
I cannot hide this
Even though I try
Heartbeats harder
Time escapes me
Trembling hands touch skin
It makes this harder
And the tears stream down my face

I look at the stage, my eyes wide as Liam's voice echoes through the mike. It was utterly peaceful, like laying a soft kiss on a baby's skin. It was the greatest song I ever heard and I couldn't help but fall into the song, feeling it's soft cool words hug me and I listened as the curly-boy named Harry took over the song.

If we could only have this life for one more day
If we could only tun back time

You know I'll be your life
Your voice
Your reason to be
My love
My heart
Is breathing for this
Moment, in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today

Close the door
Throw the key
Don't wanna be reminded
Don't wanna be seen
Don't wanna be without you
My judgement's clouded
Like tonight's sky

Hands are silent
Voice is numb
Try to scream out, my lungs
It makes this harder
And the tears stream down my face

If we could only have this life for one more day
If we could only turn back time

You know I'll be your life
Your voice
Your reason to be
My love
My heart
Is breathing for this
Moment, in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today

Flashing lights in my mind
Going back to the time
Playing games in the street
Kicking balls at my feet
There's a numb in my toes
Standing close to the edge
There's a pile of my clothes
At the end of your bed
As I feel myself fall
Make a joke of it all

You know I'll be your life
Your voice
Your reason to be
My love
My heart
Is breathing for this
Moment, in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today

As they hold the last note, I couldn't help but wipe the stray tears that leaked out my eyes. The song was breath-taking and it stole my heart. Moments. Even the title of the song sounded wonderful. I began murmuring the lyrics and ducking my head as I went into the white door. The security guard was too busy trying to get a number.
My legs wobbled a bit as I went down the plain white hallway. My nausea and fatigue rushed into me, almost knocking my breath away as I clutch a nearby door handle for dear life. I was too caught up in the song to notice that I was slowly breaking down. My legs turned into jelly as I collapsed on the floor, keeping my hand wrapped around the doorknob before crawling inside.
I felt dizzy and sick as the dark room spun around me. The song took my breath and soul away with the other girls in the crowd and left me in a distressed state. I slowly rose to my feet, gathering up my strength as I flicked on the light switch that was by the door. I grimaced slightly as the light pierced my eyes with it's almost deadly-like rays.
I looked around, noticing that it was a dressing room. It had a familiar mirror and desk that was scattered with posters and magazines. I watched in amazement as the tiny bulbs on the mirror flickered on and off. There was a small beige couch that sat in the center back of the room that looked awfully inviting. I turned my head to the closet, noticing the full set of clothes that were there. Blazers, Cardigans, Polos, suspenders and stripes. It was a room for a movie star.
I looked over to the full-view mirror before taking a gasp. I looked absolutely hideous. My light chestnut hair was tangled and straggled and my silvery blue eyes were wide and full of tears. My light grey tunic was a dark wet mess and so was my blue shorts. My toms were a wreck with it's messy flaps. I was covered in red splotches and bruises and a yellow thin mess of the slimy Hamburger Helper was covered all over me. I was a hot mess.
I sunk to the floor, feeling worse than before. How could this happen? How could I have let it go this far...
My thoughts trailed off as I rose up and went over to the couch before plopping down on it. I felt used, I felt abandoned and cold, like a empty house. I had no where to go to and no one who cared enough to help me. I was a loner now, I though to myself as I felt myself struggle not to break down into reckless sobs.
I laid down, trying to relax the tightness in my throat and rub my eyes to make sure I didn't have any there. I began thinking about what should happen when I got up. Where would I go? What would I do? How will I live? I struggled to answer those questions as I heard the high muffled voices of One Direction singing their hearts out on the stage. I loved their songs, they were so inspiring and so beautiful that they made me so stupidly optimistic.
I sat in the comforting silence. Even though I'm covered in a mess and had no place to go, I felt a small flicker of hope shine in me as I felt myself drift of to sleep. I was almost absolutely sure that whatever happens, it will only motivate me, that it will only make me shine even more. I believe that when I left Marc, I felt that old shy Karina Adams peel away from me, like a caterpillar blooming into a butterfly.
Everything will be fine

, I thought as I closed my eyes, falling into a dreamless sleep.

Chapter 2- A New Beginning

"How did she get in here?"
"I don't know but we need to have a little talk with Carl to make sure this doesn't happen again."
"I don't think she is alright, look at the bruises and the mess all over her..."
I felt a warm, gentle hand touch my bruise that was on my leg. I flinched back, my eyes blurring a little as I opened them, revealing five worried boys sitting over me.
I felt very well relaxed, noticing that my fatigue and nausea passed with one quick nap. I looked around me, feeling the flashbacks take over my mind as I blushed before looking at the five boys, oddly embarrassed to let them see me like this. I pulled my hand through my straggled, tangled hair before giving up, letting my hands flutter to my sides.
"Are you okay?" I looked up at the blonde boy that was over behind the couch, a worried expression on his face. He had blonde hair that skillfully pushed up in spikes with sparkling blue eyes that had a playful look about them. He big pink mouth was wearing a worried frown as he looked at me. He had a boyish face that made him look like he was fairly young. He wore a red polo