Contradiction

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Authors: Salina Paine
his free hand rubs down my thigh.
    From the corner of my eye I can see the shards of glass, so I reach for them. He looks at me and snatches my arm and pins it under his knee.
    "Tsk.tsk.tsk." he says, smashing my head against the floor grabbing a large piece of glass, pressing it into my face. I cry out and he laughs.
    "If I can't have you, I will make sure no one will want you," he says as he presses it deeper into my flesh.
    I can feel my warm blood beginning to pool under my head as he cuts down my face. The pain is too much and I can feel myself losing consciousness.  Looking up at him one last time my eyes fall shut and I am thrust into darkness.
     

 
    Chapter 6
    ~~Brandon~~
     
    Every time I call her phone it goes straight to voice mail. After four hours of trying to get ahold of Carlie I begin to worry and head home. I pull into the apartment complex and notice a strange car in my spot. Sitting in the truck for a bit longer it hits me. That's Joshs' fucking car. Why is his car at my place when I'm not there?
    I reach to turn the knob and it's locked. I dig my keys from my pocket. Carefully placing the keys in the lock and turning, I hear a faint sound coming from inside. I close the door behind me and hear groaning from my bedroom. Creeping down the hallway the sounds become louder and I realize these aren't sounds of pain but pleasure.
    Standing in front of the bedroom door for what feels like an eternity, I clench my fists so tight my fingernails are digging into my palms. Slowly turning the doorknob, I hesitantly fling open the door and there they are, entangled.
    "Fuck!" Josh says when he sees me. He jumps up and practically throws Carlie off of him. She turns her head and rolls her eyes at me.
    "Really? Josh?" I ask waiting for some sort of explanation.
    His face goes pale. "Man, I can explain," he says.     
    "What is there to explain?" I ask. "I come home to my apartment and find my so called best friend screwing my girl. In. My. Bed." I reply. 
    "It's not what you think." He says covering himself with a pillow.
    "It's not what I think? What the hell? Oh wait let me guess, it's all completely accidental. She thought you were me and you thought she was Michelle?"
    Josh stands there just staring at me. Carlie rolls her eyes again and gets out of the bed.. She walks around the picking up anything she can and throws it at me.
    "It's all your fuckin' fault," she screams.
    "Oh, so this is my fault?" I ask, dodging the shoe she throws at me.
    "Oh shut the hell up, Brandon," Carlie says, "If you were ever around I wouldn't need someone on the side."
    My blood pressure is rising and anger is surging through me. Josh looks like a gust of wind would knock him over and Carlie is muttering under her breath. I take a step towards them and her other shoe whizzes by my head. At this point every ounce of self-control I have is being pushed to the limits.
    "What are you going to do? Kick my ass?  Kick his ass?" Carlie asks in a taunting tone.
    I take a step back and put my hands up. "Screw this, Carlie pack your shit, and get the hell out of here. I'm going for a drive and I want both of you gone when I get back," I say turning to leave. 
    Driving around for a couple hours I've come to the conclusion that love sucks, plain and simple; a useless emotion that only causes heartache. I have resolved to never let anyone else in. Denial is vicious, it will play games with your heart and make you think everyone is a liar, except for her. She'd never do that, or so I thought. Love sucks, plain and simple; a useless emotion that only causes heartache.
    Walking back into my apartment, just after dark, I notice the place is trashed. I sigh and curse under my breath. Just as I begin to clean up broken glass, my phone starts vibrating in my pocket. I ignore it as everything begins to crash down on me. The worst part is I knew something was wrong, with all the late nights and flirty texts that I had seen. How could I have been so

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