Too young for true love

My Prince Charming

By the time I got into my room, it was time for bed. As I tip toes down the hall to my room, something seemed out of place. Everything was quiet. Too quiet.

I turned the corner to open my bedroom door. And on by bed, my stepdad was sitting . He had a sarcastic smile spread across his face.

"What, Walter"
Okay, I know that if I have an abusive parent, you would expect me to be scared of them. But after 7 years, fear is replaced with disgust.
He scoffed in disgust, "First of all, you call me dad. And second of all, where have you been?"

" First of all, you aren't my dad. I refuse to call you that. And second of all, it's none of your business where I am. I am a teenager. I can have my own life!" I said dropping my bag on the ground.

He was angry now. I expected him to cuss me out, but he didn't say anything. Instead he just got up and walked toward me.

" Stay away from me!" I backed up, accidentally tripping over a textbook and hitting the ground with a thud. He was towering over me like the monster I was scared of as a child. The only difference between him and that monster is that he is real.

He grabbed the textbook off the ground and hit me against the head with it.In an instant, the room started spinning and every thing became blurry. I scooted around trying to get away, but then he cornered me. As I crouched under his height in the corner, he started yelling that my jumbled brain couldn't comprehend. I was mostly focused on the blurred image of something red dripping off of the hand that he held the book in.

He began hitting me again, making my neck jerk back and forth and my vision get blurrier and blurrier. By now I was lying on my back, just waiting for it to end.

Finally, he stood straight up to his original height. He said something that sounded like static. Dropping the heavy, bloody book onto my chest, he left the room and slammed the door on my head.

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I stayed on the ground for an hour in my blood puddle. Then across the room, I heard an abrupt sound blasting through my damaged ear drums that sounded like my text tone.

Wondering the time and who would be texting this late, I decided to get to my phone.

I started to sit up, causing my head to feel like a million pounds. I turned my crippled body around and managed to get on my hands and knees. And with every ounce and more of energy in my body to drag my bloody body a few feet.

The gash on my head throbbed every time I took a step. Finally, I had made my way to my bed side table. I dropped down on the ground next to my night stand and grabbed my phone. The text sent at 1:11 and it was from Ryan. This excited me (only making my head throb more} seeing that I thought I had totally scared him away.

Hey , where do you live. I am bringing you Chik- fil-a to make you happy since it's that time of the month.

I laughed. He would literally be the perfect boyfriend. I love him so much. Wait. Did I just say that?

Using Siri, because I had 0 energy for typing, I sent my address.

1365 Worthill Ave.

After clicking send, it processed what I had done. This is freaking bad!

1) Ryan can't see me all bloody and bruised

2) My dad would kill me if someone was at the door in the middle of the night, especially a boy

3) I am too light headed to do anything.

I tried to stand up on my feet, which caused my head to fill with blood and knock me right back down, and I hit my head on the corner of my night stand right where my gash was.

Now with my head gushing blood, I felt every part of my body start to shut down. I was losing a lot of blood and vomitting. The room was spinning now and I couldn't see but and inch in front of me..I just wanted to die.I grabbed a shirt off my bed and held it against my head. Every fluid was coming out of my body now. Blood,sweat, vomit, and tears. Soon enough, my vomitting stopped and I was breathin heavily. Then I heard footsteps outside my window. And in came Ryan through my window, holding a bag of food.

He saw my slowing dying self on the ground. Quickly, he turned on the light and stepped through blood and vomit to get to me. He was crying. And without saying anything, he picked my up bridal style and took me out through the window and started running. I was surprised by how he reacted and how quickly at that. After that moment, everything was a blur.

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I must have past out, because I woke up in a hospital bed with something wrapped around my head and a tube pumping in blood. On the other side of the room, I heard Ryan talking to someone that sounded like they were the doctor.

" Please doctor. Please let her live. I would die without her. I love her."

He would die without me? He loves me? For an instant I forget about the pain and I was happy.

" We will do our best. The tests say there is still a chance. Just keep your fingers crossed."

Stupid doctors. Always saying stupid things to try to encourage us.

" Okay, thanks doc"

The door closed and the doctor left. Quickly, I pretended like I was still sleeping.

I could hear Ryan pacing back and forth in front of my bed. Then he came and sat next to me. My hand was extended from my body and he picked it up with both hands. And with me still pretending to be asleep, he started talking.

" Oh my gosh, Cassidy. You don't know how long I have been wanted to tell you this. And if you die without knowing how I feel about you. I think I might die."

I was shocked and surprised by his words. He actually has feelings for me. This is so sweet I am dying. Wait-Wrong choice of words.

" Cassidy you are the most beautiful girl I know. The day I met you, your beauty seemed unreal. I didn't think someone that gorgeous could have such an amazing personality. But wow was I wrong. You are so amazing. And I know there is a real reason that you ran off at school. To be completely honest, I am glad you did. Because I would have never gotten to become close to you if you hadn't ran off. It was the greatest day of my life. Now, you are here in this hospital bed and my heart is breaking. I really wish I had the confidence to tell you this when you were awake, but I don't so, I will tell you know.I want you to be my Cinderella. I.. I love you Cinderella. A whole freaking lot."

By this time, Tears of happiness were streaming down my face. I opened my eyes and smiled at him.

I whispered to him, "I love you too, Prince Charming."