Scars [An Exclamation Point Fan Fiction]

PART 6

Once we get back to his house we sit on the couch and talk.

"Why do you want to to this?" He asks. "It'll be stressful, and you know you don't handle stress well."

"I have my anxiety medication. I'll be fine." I say.

"What about us? Are you willing to keep a long distance relationship?"

"Only if you are, and you promise to never hit me again."

"Of course." He leans over and kisses me. He starts kissing me harder. I try to pull away, but he pushes me down. He slides is hands under my shirt.

"Nate. Stop. I'm. Serious." I say in between him kissing me. I put my hands on his chest to push him away, but he grabs my wrists and puts my hands above my head. He starts moaning, holding both of my hands with one of his. The other touching my body. I move my legs around and manage to knee him in the crotch. He pulls away and slaps me hard across the face. I roll off the couch clutching my cheek.

"You asshole!" I yell. "You promised!"

"Get over it dumb bitch!" He yells back. "I saw how you were looking at him!" He rears his hand and foot back. " You only look at me that way!" He slams his fist and foot repeatedly on my body, not even trying to avoid hitting my face. I cry out and work my way to standing up. I back away.

"We're over!" I yell. "I never want to see you again!" I run out the front door and down the street. I stop a couple blocks later. I collapse to the ground and throw up. I wipe my mouth and start sobbing. I pull out my phone. My hands shake as I call Paul. He answers on the first ring.

"Nikki are you ok?"

"I need you.." I say quietly.

"Tell me where you are I'll be there as fast as I can."

After I hang up I curl into a ball on the sidewalk. Five minutes later Paul's car pulls up. He get out and runs over by me. I turn my face to him.

"That bastard." He says looking at my bruised body. He helps me into the car and holds onto my hand as we drive to his house. Danny's standing by the door when we pull up.

"Can you grab some ice?" Paul says walking over to my side of the car. Danny runs inside as Paul walks me to the couch. Danny walks in with ice and gently puts it on my cheek. I flinch.

"Do you need anything?" Paul asks.

"My bag. I need my make up, and a bathroom." I say still slightly shaking.

Danny grabs my bag as Paul leads me to the bathroom. I start putting make up on my face. The bruise is pretty much covered. I look at my arms and lift up my shirt. I turn and see a bruise beginning to form on my back. I look up and see Paul looking at me. He walks over and pulls my shirt back down to cover the bruises. My phone goes off making me jump.

"How'd it go? Where are you? Brady wishes you luck! - Mom"

"I got in! :) I'm with Nate, he wanted to surprise me and wish me luck. Be home soon!" I reply.

Pauls looks at me.

"What?" I ask.

"You're 'with Nate?' After what he did to you you'll still say you're with him?" He says.

"It's not that easy Paul." I say. "I'll tell her we broke up- which we did- and I'll pretend he never hit me...just like always."

Paul looks away. "Whenever you're ready I'll drive you home."

"Ok." I say walking out of the bathroom.

The whole ride home is silent. Paul pulls up to my house and stops.

"Thanks, for helping me out." I say.

"Yea no problem." He says avoiding looking at me.

"When do you and Danny leave?" I ask.

"The end of May." He says still not looking at me.

I look down at my hands. "I'm sorry you got dragged into this." I say starting to cry. "I'm so sorry."

Paul unbluckles his seatbelts and leans over to hug me."Don't be sorry. I'm glad I've been here to rescue you."

I pull away and kiss his cheek.

"I'll text you. We can hang out a lot before Danny and I leave." He says.

I nod and get out of the car.