Smoke & Mirrors

Chapter 2: Happy New Year's

Allison closed her eyes as her lips met Elliots for the very first time, his lip part slightly as he deepened the kiss, licked her lower lip asking for entry. She parted her lips and allowed his tongue to dance with hers as he held her tighter. Until the tightness of his embrace sent flames radiating from the bruise all the way up her back causing her to recoil in pain. 

"What's wrong? What did I do?" he asked, genuinely unsure of why she ended their kiss. 

Tears threatened the edges of Allisons eyes, and she turned away, as to not allow Elliot to see her cry. Why did he hold me so tight, was he really going to just pretend he didn't know about the bruise on my back, was he really that drunk that he didn't remember, she thought. This was mistake, I shouldn't have done this she thought. Every guy will hurt you just like I do. The memory of these words burned a hole in the safety she felt with Elliot. Allison's mind began to unravel, and the words of her ex-fiancée were screaming in her mind. You deserved this, who is going to love you, every man needs to hit his woman, this is just how it is, I inflict pain and you take it like the good little bitch you are. Allison left the dancefloor, and everything went blurry, and she hit the ground, hard.

*** 

The sun beamed through the window heating up her body and suddenly she felt sick. Allison ran from the bed to bathroom in 5 quick steps before throwing up what was left in her stomach which wasn't much. She looked around the bathroom before realizing where she was. She was at his house, why would Elliot bring her here, back to her abuser's house, her mind reeled as she thought about the events of last night. She tried to remember if she had told Elliot that she was now staying with her mother on the other side of the city, but no memory of this came to her. 

But here, he would bring her here after what he saw last night. She tried to find a memory of getting here, of anything after the fire in her back but nothing came to mind. She closed her eyes trying to rid herself of the intense headache creeping up in the back of her head, when she heres her phone going off in the bedroom. 

ELLIOT (TEXT)

WHERE ARE YOU?

I'M SORRY JUST LET ME KNOW IF YOU ARE OKAY, PLEASE!

ALLISON THE CLUB IS CLOSING, WHERE ARE YOU?

ALLISON (TEXT)

MY FIANCEE IS BRINGING ME HOME, I'M FINE. 

ELLIOT (TEXT)

NO, ALLISON COME ON I KNOW YOUR MAD AT MY REACTION BUT PLEASE DON'T DO THIS.     ILL COME TO WHEREVER YOU ARE, WE DONT EVEN HAVE TO TALK JUST LET ME TAKE YOU     TO YOUR MOMS, OR SISTERS. 

ALLISON (TEXT)

LEAVE ME ALONE, ELLIOT.

Allison searched her memory for this conversation, she would have never left or even called her ex, so why was she here? Even if she did call him, he would not have come to get her, he isn't even in town this weekend. Allison let out a haggard breath she didn't know she was holding as she realized she had time to get out before he came home.

Allison let her mind wander for a minute on the kiss her and Elliot shared, he did seem worried about her, so maybe he really did forget about the bruise on her back while they were kissing, I mean I was lost in it too, she thought. As Allison gathered the few belongings, she still had in this house of horrors that were not ruined, she made her way into to kitchen where her blood still stained the tile like a disgusting trophy he wanted to keep as a reminder. She shuddered at the memory and brought her hand up to her mouth while the other one caressed her back. Shaking the memory from her head she took out her phone and sent a text to someone she knew would come.