6) The Deal

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"I should be over it, but I'm not. It still haunts me every day."

-Anonymous

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"What?" He asked, dumbfounded.

"J-Jace..." I kept my gaze on the ground, too terrified to look at him. "He... He..."

I bit my lip hard and swallowed, glancing up at Kid's disgusted face. "Are you serious?" Kid stared at me.

I nodded and tried to get rid of the lump in my throat. "Kid, I didn't-"

I tried to hold his hand with tears dripping down my face, but he reeled away from me with a repulsed expression. "No..." He stepped away from me looking nauseated. "You're disgusting."

More tears flowed down my face, and I gasped for air, this wasn't real, this couldn't be happening. "Kid! Please, I didn't want it to happen! He forced me to-"

He turned around and started walking away from me. I couldn't move, I could hardly breath. My angel, my best friend. My only friend, was leaving me, and all I could do was watch.

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It's been two months since then. Every night is the same, first Jace, then that terrible nightmare. I feel so helpless now. I can't tell anyone what's happening, they'll leave me, they'll think I'm repulsive.

I don't see any end to this.

I sit up from my nightmare, Optimism left me a long time ago, probably that first night. Everyday is like this, with a few minor exceptions. I have my own room now, since I've made a habit to be a bitch to Jace. And since he started this, he hasn't beaten me quite as badly. So my bruises aren't as blue as they once were. For now.

I've stopped taking my medication, I lock myself in my dark room for hours at a time, just staring up at the ceiling blankly.

"Jace." I said flatly to him when I leave my room. "I'm not going to school today."

"But you've already missed so much as it is! You don't want to be any more behind than you already are!" He protested, with a frown.

"I couldn't give a shit. I'm staying home."

Jace grimaced at my words, but quickly regained his smirk. "That's fine, I'm sure your sore after last night." He said with a wink.

I growl under my breath and stalk back into my room've barely said a sentence to him without a swear word yet, I know how much it irritates him.

I fell onto my bed and curled up into a shuddering ball, the memories of every night still vivid in my mind, plaguing me constantly. I shivered and clenched my fists tightly, struggling to breath through this. I kept waking up in the night from nightmares, ones that followed anxiety attacks and fits of tears. Now I have nothing left to give, fresh-out of emotion to pour from my eyes.

It's all his fault. He's the reason I'm in so much pain now.

I told Kid I felt sick yesterday, so he shouldn't worry too much about me today. I need to think up a plan, something to keep Kid and the other's safe from Jace.

He's been getting more hostile towards Kid every day, and I know he's just a ticking time bomb ready to explode any day now. The only thing keeping him from killing Kid is the fact that I'm sleeping with him every night. But eventually that won't be enough. Somehow I'll need more leverage over Jace, he can hurt me as much as he wants as long as I can keep Kid.

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