🔝Sara🔝
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We're standing on the bridge while holding hands. I look at him anxiously. What should we do now?

He turns to me and I look straight into his beautiful eyes.

Tears are rolling down my cheek. Oh god, I love him so much.

He puts his hand on my cheek.

-:„Everything is going to be okay."

I put my hand on his and nod.

How could it come to this situation? How?

We are surrounded by them. They are standing on both sides of the bridge. They are shouting our names, but we ignore them.

He puts his forehead on mine and we close our eyes.

Why couldn't they accept our love? Why couldn't they accept that I love him more than life, that I would die for him and he for me. He was the one, who showed me that I'm special. He is there for me, he fights for me, he does everything for my happiness.

And they, they want to take away my happiness.

They couldn't accept me, they hated me, they beated me, they destroyed my life.

And now, now they want to destroy us. They want to separate us, they want to suffer us...

Why are they doing this, why?

You want to know what happened?

I'll tell you how it came to all this...

~•Flashback•~
How everything began

I'm lying on my bed and listen to music.

Music is a liberation for me. Whenever I listen to music, I'm in my own world. In a world where they don't exist. Where they can't do anything to me.

My life is a torment for me. I always have to watch out, so I can't do something wrong. I don't want to make them mad.

Them?

My Family!

Is this normal that you're scared of your Family? No! Of course not, but I don't know it differently. I'm scared of them... So scared.

Why can't the treat me like they supposed to do? I'm their daughter, their child...

-„Sara."

I get up and sit on my bed.

Did someone call me?

I turn the music down and wait a few seconds.

No, no one called me. I turn the music louder.

-,,SARA!!"

Again...

I turn the music down again and wait...

Suddenly my brother Cem comes into my roomy. I immediately get up and turn the music down.

Sara: „What's wrong?"

He stumps up to me and stays very close in front of me. I put my hand in front of my face. Because I'm scared that he'll slap me.

Cem: „How often do I have to call you?"

Sara: „I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. I didn't hear you."

He raises his hand, I wince.

Cem: „Give me your phone!"

Why does he want my phones? What's going on again?

Sara: „Why?"

Cem: „Because!"

Ich shake my head.

Please don't...

I'm done. I texted with a boy earlier, because he wanted something from me. Not what you think... He just wanted to know something about school.

He takes my phone.

He tells me to unlock it. And I do. Because I have no other choice. He controls everything. My chats, my gallery ... everything.

And then he sees that I texted with a boy.

He raises his Hand and punches me right in my face. He punched me so hard, that you can see his handprint on my face.

It hurts so bad, I can't handle it.

It burns like hell.

Cem: „YOU LITTLE SLUT! DID WE GIVE YOU A PHONE SO THAT YOU CAN TEXT WITH BOYS AND HAVE THOSE KIND OF SHIT ON IT?"

I run into the corner of my room, he will punch me again but this time worse.

Sara : „ Abi (Brother), he is just a classmate. It's nothing bad. He just wanted to know something. Really."

He walks angry towards me and makes his hands to fists.

Cem:„ Oh look what I'm going to do now !"

I start screaming for help.

And in that moment my mom walks into my room and stops my brother before he could have beat me.

I sigh in relief.

She came at the right time. Trust me, you don't want to know what he was about to do.

She asks him, what happened and he tells her.

He tells her what happened in a way as if I made out with a boy or I lost my virginity.

Mom: „What did she?"

I thought she wouldn't believe him but I thought wrong.

No one is ever going to believe me something.

It's fun for them to treat me like this and make me suffer.

Ich: „Mom, it was not like that. I swear!"

She points with her finger at me and gives me a serious look.

Mom: „ Be glad that you dad is not home!"

Yes, she is right. I should be glad that he is not here.

If he was here, than I would be on my way to the hospital. I mean it.

Sara:,,Mom ple--"

She interrupts me.

Mom: „ Shut up!"

She says to my brother that she wants my phone. He gives it to her and then they leave.

Before he closes the door he gives me disgusted look.

I'm that worthless in their eyes?

Actually it's nothing new...

Cem:„You have no permission to go outside!"

Like always...

Sara:,,I'm never allowed to go outside, so? Don't be shocked if I run away someday."

Shit, I shouldn't have said the last part.

He walks towards me. I wince at his fast steps and put my hands in front of my face again.

He looks at me with hate in his eyes.
The only thing he can show me.
Hate.

Cem:,,If you do something like that, I'll find you wherever you are and when I found you, I'll kill you. You got that? I'LL KILL YOU!"

He would do it. I know that for sure! Is this normal, that I'm scared of my brother?

Is every girl scared of her brother?

I wish we would get along, I wish he could show me some love.

I wish...

I give him a shocked look and he walks away. He slams the door shut. I walk to my bed and sit down. I start crying. I just want Heaven next to me right now. Why did she leave? She could have take me with her.

I can't handle it anymore. I have to run away.

I know Heaven for 12 years now. She moved to Los Angeles, to start a new life. Before she went, she told me that she'll get me to LA, because she knows how my family treats me.

I walk towards my backpack and take an old phone that Heaven gave me for emergencies. She told me to hide it and use it than when I need it the most.

And I need it right now.

I type her number in and try to call her.
I hope she is still awake.

She picks up.

Thank god!

I tell her everything that happened.

She makes me laugh and says that everything is going to be okay soon. But I doubt it.

But to know that she is there for me is the only strength I have.

We're talking until I fall asleep on the phone.

Two days later.

*ring ring* my alarm is ringing. I get up and go to the bathroom. I wash my face and brush my teeth. After that I do my makeup. My parents don't want me to do makeup but I do still do it. They like to destroy my life and I like to do makeup. So that's the only thing that they could allow me but they don't. And I don't give a damn.

I'm wearing a white pants, a long black shirt, with a silver belt. On top of my shirt I wear a black cardigan, with a gray hijab, my black nike air max and a white converse backpack.

Without saying anything I leave the house. I walk to the train station while I'm listening to music and fall into my daydream. Where everything is perfect.

When I arrived at school, one of my best friends Ruba ran towards me. Since Heaven was gone, she was the only person who helped me with my problems. She told me that a boy from ou Biology class wants to talk to me. She said he loves me.

Ali.

I know this boy very well. He often told me that he loves me and I often tried to tell him that there will never be something between him and me. But he doesn't understand.

Ali is not a normal boy, he is somehow I don't know kinda disturbed. How should I explain it, he is really possessive, when he wants something - he gets it and if he doesn't he freaks out. Once he freaked out and beated a boy really violently, because he had something Ali wanted. Some people say he gets psychological help, but I doubt that it helps him.

Anyway, I have to go to him and tell him a one last time, that I don't want him. "That's not a good idea Sara." I try to ignore my inner thoughts.

Yeah, maybe it's a bad idea, but I have to do it.

It's already bad enough that my family makes my life hard, I don't need Ali too. Because he makes it even worse. He is always there where I'm too. He is a stalker, a lunatic. Those words are not even enough to explain him.

I don't understand how they can let someone like him to our school.

What do I have to do, to get rid of him?

I walk to his classroom. I have a such a bad feeling about all this. I'm scared to talk to him, but like I said, I have to.

I look into his classroom.

Sara: „Is Ali here?

His classmate:„ Yes he is, wait I'll call him...- Bro, Sara is here!"

He immediately gets up and walks towards me.

He stays in front of me.

Ali:„Yes?"

Sara:„You want to tell me something?"

I get so nervous because of the way he looks at me. And it's not positive, it's negative.

Ali:„Yes, can we meet after school?"

Sara:„ Yes but--"

He doesn't let me finish my sentence.

Ali:„Great, I'll pick you up."

Without saying anything else, he walks back to his seat.

Shit, I wish I haven't talk to him.

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*Skip school*
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He picks me up after school and we go to a playground. We sit on a bench and start talking...