pinky promise, chris sturniolo.

3,

ella's point of view

my mom drives me to school this fine wednesday morning.

nothing really interesting happens until lunch. i don't really have friends at school other then the school dean but he's not here today so i'm by myself sitting in the cafeteria eating my sandwich.

little story here. when i was in 11th grade i started dating this boy, alex. he was so sweet and nice until he just started becoming mean and like would say really rude shit because i wouldn't sleep w him. sex is a big deal for me. we were dating for seven months and it was just constant crying, he truly hurt me, the boys hate his fucking guts and honestly so do i.

anyways. i facetime matt and ask him to pick me up, after a bit of convincing he agrees and tells me he's on his way. i leave the cafeteria and go to my locker only to be stopped in the hallway.

"so ella, how have you been?"

"alex can we please not do this, i have to go." i say trying to walk past him. his expression changes into anger "what? are your fucking boyfriends here to get you? hm?" he says raising his voice a bit.

"ok fuck off let me leave." i say trying to walk away but he grabs my wrist "let's go say hi huh?" he says and drags me out of the school.

chris and matt instantly see and get out of the car "hey what the fuck dude! let her go" matt says walking up to us.

"oh you want her? here." he says and pushes me to the ground. chris pushes him. "don't fucking touch her like that" he says. "oh what are you gonna do?" alex taunts him and pushes back. chris was about to hit him or something so i stepped in "chris let's just go yeah?"

he doesn't even look at me he just turns around and goes to the van. matt drives to their place and we all go inside. chris doesn't even talk to me he just walks to his room and slams the door.

"im gonna go up and talk to him, he's just upset i'll come see you in a bit" i say to matt, he nods and heads to his room.

i walk up to chris's room and knock on the door "no" he says. i walk in anyway and close the door behind me. i sit next to him on his bed and pull his phone out of his hands. he looks at me with an annoyed look.

"what's up with you lately?" i ask him concerned, he just scoffs. "we're you trying to get your ass kicked back there? chris i don't understand what your doing!"

"that fucking dick literally dragged you outside by your wrist and what? you expected me to do nothing!" he shouts sitting up.

i stand up. "chris i can handle it! i did for a very long time!" i shout

"yea? well look where that got you." he says "wow okay." i say turning to walk out of the room but he quickly gets up and grabs my hand. "look i'm sorry, i just hate how he pushes you around." he says softly looking into my eyes. he walks me to the bed and lays down and lifts up his arm signalling for me to lay with him. "i just hate him." he breathes.

i feel like crying and i don't cry often. my wrist hurts, i almost got chris in a fight and i'm humiliated.

a tear falls from my eye and i sniffle "i'm sorry." i say, he sits up and grabs my face. "don't be sorry." he says looking into my eyes "it's not your fault. you have nothing to be sorry about." i nod my head and we lay back down.

"wanna take a nap?" he asks, "naps are for fucking babies." i giggle out, he laughs too and hugs me changing our position. "i love you i'm sorry." he whispers. "i love you too smelly" i say with a smile. we go back to our  old position and soon fall asleep.

i wake up to someone grabbing my sore wrist, it was nicolas. "ow you fuck" i yank my wrist back "how the fuck did that happen?" he whisper yells because chris is still asleep. "alex" i huff "the fuck?" he says a little louder causing chris to shift. "get out, i'll text u." i whisper

he leaves and i text him what happened.

nicolas <3: the fuck

ellabella: yea idk what the fuck is going on but chris literally tried to fight him.

nicolas <3: no because literally what the fuck, your wrist is literally like purple bitch.

ellabella: ik it hurts can u bring me ice i don't wanna wake chris up

nicolas <3: you laying w chris 😏

ellabella: stfu... don't ruin it for me.

nicolas <3: HEHEHE U HAVE A CRUSH OR WHAG

ellabella: idk he's been acting weird asf lately tbh but keep your fucking mouth shut

nicolas <3: lips r sealed but yea i'll bring u ice

i leave him on opened and he soon comes with the ice causing chris to wake up "you need ice for your wrist?" he asks, "well this seems like a private convo so byeeee" nick says closing the door.

"yea just hurts a bit, it's fine." i say placing the ice in my wrist and wincing, "uh huh 'a bit'" he says mocking me "let me see" he says lifting my sleeve to reveal my bruised arm. he sighs and pulls me into him tighter. "i'm sorry ellabella" i kiss his cheek then lay in silence.

an// kinda hated this but i wanted a bit of drama so pur but i swear it won't stay this shitty tf.