Wait For Me - A Jordan Maron Fanfiction

Gone Away

halle's p.o.v.

I scrambled to get everything together before Jason came home. Jason is my "boyfriend." I say it like that because I HATE HIS GUTS. He always comes home drunk, then beats me no matter what. He's never come home one day sober. Not once.

I need to make sure everything is perfect so I don't wake up tomorrow with a broken arm. It's happened before. I've been saving up money, water, food, and I always keep the money in my back pocket just in case.

I grab all of the trash and threw it away. I make sure everything is in its perfect place. 10 minutes later, I hear Jason stumble through the door.

"Halle, where the fuck are you" He slurs.

"I'm right here Jason" I say as I walk into the living room. "get your ass over here before I beat you even harder" I hesitate for a second then proceed over to him. He starts this circus or pain by slapping me in the face,

"You slut, you are a whore with no life, you're even lucky I let you stay here." Every time he pauses he punches. "No one will ever love you, I've never loved you, everyone sees you as a whore"

I silently start to cry. "I'm honestly done with you" He yells as he walks into the kitchen. I hear the sound of him getting out a knife. I immediately get up off the floor, scared to death. I see the huge butcher knife in his hand as he started walking over to where I was.

"Sluts are better off dead. You'd be better off dead." He whispers as he makes a little cut right above my eyebrow, right to my cheek. He gets in front of me and hold the knife at my throat.

"Jason, please" I say and he takes a step back. He lunges the knife at my chest and I start pushing his hands away. What he doesn't know is that when he's at work, I take self defense classes to get away from him. He brought his arms back and tried again, failing.

I screamed, "WERE THROUGH." I grabbed his arm and hit him in the head. He knocked out. I know I'm out for it now. I immediately run to the door. I run, never stopping, not knowing where I'm going. Not knowing where to go.

An hour later, around 1 in the morning, there's barely anyone in the streets. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him. He's standing where I was just walking, making his way towards me. I start running, as hard as I can. I look behind me, and he's not even running. I run for another 10 minutes. Again, I look behind, and he isn't there, or anywhere near. I was still looking behind me, when, BAM, I felt like I ran my head into something, someone, and it all went black.

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