Shattered

Chapter 1

Okay, this is my first fanfic/story, so i kinda didnt know where to begin at. But yeah. I will try to update every week. Only if You guys like it. The first chapter is the Intro, duh. But its About Derek & lexie. And uhm, this is a One Direction fanfic. So let me know if you like it. And feel free to help me or give some ideas. Or some props ya know.?! Well Anyway.... Here ya go My Lovelys.!

"I HATE YOU!'' I cried as Derek made his way around my bed and through to my closet to where i ran and shut the door behind me. I didnt have anywhere to run to, noone was home to help me. My Mom was at work and my brother Damon was with his friends at some party a few miles away. I frantically moved my hands down to my front pockets and then traced them along my side to my back pockets looking for my cellphone. Unfortunately I remembered that I had dropped it on the floor next to my night stand when I was running from Derek. I have no idea what to do. What could I Do? Im stuck in a closet because my crazy ex boyfriend wont stay away from me. I dont know why he keeps coming after me. We broke up a week ago. And he is the one who broke up with me. Why wont he leave me alone. I moved on. I dont understand. What does he want? Why cant he just let go? So many questions were popping up in my mind and as they came I was abrudently pulled back to reality when I felt a hand yank me out of the closet. My closet door was locked. How did he open it? How did I not hear him open it? I must have been to caught up in my thoughts. He tugged me out of the closet and threw me onto my bed. I scrambled to the other side of my bed and fell off of the side. Derek was starting to get even more pissed as I started to kick my legs frequently to keep him from catching hold of me, but that didnt work. I felt him grab my ankle, and I screamed in pain. His grasp on my ankle was intense. I could feel the pressure burning at my skin. I knew it was gonna bruse. I used my free leg to kick Derek in the face, which thank god, I knocked him back a few feet. I was quick to get my phone and run out of my room. I ran down the hallway to the stairs then I seen him coming behind me so i ducked into the next room I seen which was my brother Damon's room. Maybe I could find something in here to help me defend myself. But it was too late, Derek saw me and then he turned and locked the door as he closed it. I was locked in. There is nothing I can do. I have no where to go.

I was scared out of my mind. I was panicking. I couldnt help but scream. Knowing that noone was going to be able to save me, but i still screamed out for help. It was instinct. "Shut up stupid bitch" Derek said, which made me want to punch him in the face. He walked to me slowly, with a huge smirk forming on his lips. It truly scared me. I had never seen Derek like this before. I mean yeah he was crazy and he has ran after me before. But I have NEVER seen him like this. There was so much lust in his big brown puppy dog eyes. His dark hair flipping to the side of his face was now being adjusted by his left hand, once he moved his hair, I seen a huge red spot on the side of his face. My eyes went wide. I Did that. I kicked him. I left that mark. And surprisingly I was pleased with it. I was never one that enjoyed hurting people, but in this case, I can make an exception. I felt a smile tugging at the edge of my lips. And then i felt a stinging burning feeling across my face. My smile had cause Derek to hit me. Bloody hell, he actually hit me. Then it seemed that he had flipped some sort of switch or something and came closer to me saying "Im so sorry Lexie, I didnt mean it- I just.. I dont know why. I-" He tried pulling me into a big comforting hug. I couldnt believe this. He's going to try and be nice to me after he hit me. He fucking hit me. I pulled away from him but I dont have anywhere i can run to. There isnt anywhere to go. Im stuck in my brothers room alone, with Derek. I searched the room only moving my eyes around, fearing that Derek would figure out that Im planning my escape. But I still have no idea how Im going to get out of here. Derek turned to me and said "You better stay put right here. I will be right back. And if you go anywhere, I promise you. I Will Find You. And you dont wanna know what I will do to you." His harsh words scared me, but i knew exactly what I was gonna do after he left. I was simply going to escape.

He walked out of the room slowly never taking his eyes off me until he shut the door and Im guessing baracade it, because I heard alot of shuffling and chairs sliding. But he must think that I am stupid to not have noticed. Going out the door wasnt my plan anyway. I was going to jump out the window. Yeah I know. Stupid right? But its my only option. I was two stories up. This was gonna be interesting. Its like what you would see someone from a movie like ''The Matrix" would do. I looked to see if the tree outside was close enough to use but it wasnt, sadly. But I was determined to get away. I wanted to get away. Even if it meant getting hurt. I didnt want to be around Derek for another minute. I heard footsteps down stairs, which meant I had to jump now. I walked over to the window, and opened it. I stood there for a second to think of how stupid this was. I knew it was a ridiculous idea but I had to. My time was cut short when I heard the footsteps getting closer. I looked down and gulped. I dont think I can do this. I rather take whatever Derek had in mind than jump to my death. ''No" I told myself. ''I will survive this, and I will get away from him!'' And with that said I heard the door open and I turned to see Derek walking in. I took a deep breathe and jumped. The impact from the fall was not as bad as I thought it would be. "What the hell are you thinking?'' I heard Derek yell. Then I heard him yell some other harsh things that I think I should keep to myself.. I sat there for a minute, trying to catch my breathe after it got knocked out of me. I stood up, and reached my hand into my back pocket and pulled out my lime green phone, and prayed that it still worked. And it did. But I heard Derek coming around the house to the back, so I turned around and sprint towards the fence. And I jumped over it. But as I did, I ripped my shirt and cut my leg. I didnt stop to look at my injuries,I just ran. i didnt stop until I knew I was far enough away. It was pitch black outside so I was guessing it was about mid-night, but I knew my brother had to be awake somewhere. I slowly pulled my phone back out of my pocket and dialled Damon's number. Shit. I dont have any service. Great. Now what?

I walked down the road a little further and then I realized I had reached St. George Avenue. My best friend Kat lived down this road. Maybe she is up. My speed walk turned into a sprint. And as I ran I realized how sore I was. It hurt to walk, and my breathing was starting to get really unsteady. I walked up the street scanning the house looking for Kats' place. 324, 325, 326, Ah here we are 327.. I hope she is up. I need her right now.