it was fun while it lasted | woetoshawXoc story

3: flashback

I looked up at the figure that grabbed me and let out a massive gasp. 'let go of me, im not with you anymore and im moving on' i say shakingly. 

'Moving on? You can never move on from me. I made you who you are and you belong to me' he states. JJ looks over after putting our suitcases in the boot of the car. ' whats goin on?' he questions and he looks down at my arms and notices bruises. 'Yo fam get of her, shes obviously hurt and if you're a real man you wont hurt a girl.' JJ shouts. 

Charles looks over at him and chuckles  'you what? A real man wont let a little bitch like her near you. You don't know anything about her and you don't know the shit she put me through she..' I interupt him. 'alright enough! Youre acting like im the bad guy and im not I was 16 charles. 16. Do you have any idea how much pain and damage you caused me?' I cried 'just go home and leave us alone' I added just as I got into the car. 

I closed the door behind me and put my head into my hands as I started to cry and then it all came back to me. All the memories I tried to block out. 

T/W violence/abuse and attempted rape involved. (skip to the next part if you don't want to read it)

I came home from school after having my GCSE exam and my mom and dad was at work so i decided to invite charles over.
*phone call* 

C- what? 

B- my parents are at work and im home early because my GCSE exam is finished, do you wanna come over and we can have a meal or go out somewhere? 

C- ill come over I don't want anyone seeing me with someone like you. 

Before I could say anything, he put the phone down. I didn't understand that he was just using me and that he had a whole secret family. A girlfriend and an unborn child. 

Ten minutes later he arrived at my door covered in another girl's lipstick and love bites on his neck. I ignored the fact i saw them because I knew that he would become angry. He wasn't always angry but when he was angry, he would lash out and hit me a lot. But this day was different. This day was the most traumatic day ever. 

We had a meal that I cooked and we sat at the dining table in complete silence. My phone buzzed and his eyes lit up. 'who's that?' he questioned but before I could answer he snatched my phone. He would always read my messages because he didn't like me speaking to anyone who wasn't family. 'your mum isn't coming back tonight she's staying at your grans house' his smile got wider 'looks like its just you and me then' I became worried, my mum didn't really trust Charles so she didn't like having him stay overnight but I didn't like staying alone. 'C-Can I have my phone back? I should r-reply to mum so she d-doesn't worry about me.' I stumble over my words and he throws my phone at me, cracking the screen. I quickly reply and lock my phone and headed upstairs to get change. 

As I got out the shower I saw charles and he was looking me up and down and he comes close to me and pulls me towards him as he kisses me. He was kissing me all over my neck and leaving love bites 'stop' I say breathlessly but he doesn't. He forces my hands around him and that makes the towel drop. He continues to apply more force onto me before throwing me onto my bed and begin to undress himself. 

The following morning, I woke up and realized what happened the night before and as I stood up and looked in the mirror I saw the bruises, scratches and love bites he left on my skin. I broke down into tears and he appears at my door. 'what did you do?' I screamed 'I'm 16! And your 20! Do you understand how fucked up this is!!' he continued to look at me emotionless. 'were over' Charles says as he walks out the door and slams my front door.