CHAPTER 9 : THE DEJECTED LUNA

SELENA's POV

When someone's mental health begins to decline when faced with constant abuse, sympathy is out of question, empathy doesn't seem realistic because do you truly understand the agony they are going through?

I could see myself falling down the drain of depression and there was no saving me. I have been having so many thoughts in my mind and many of them revolved around breaking my mirror and using the glass piece to slit my wrist.

I hate that Ana was always around me, I won't be able to do that now.

I haven't always been suicidal, and I have not always been this way; scared faced and looking like a true wench but at this point, I didn't only feel worthless but I felt clueless of what to make out of my life.

"My Luna, would you like to take a bath?" Ana asked.

"Stop calling me your Luna, I am not your fucking Luna," I yelled at her.

I was furious. That title grates on my spine. I get agitated easily, I hate my life, I hate living in this place, I hate being called a Luna.