Please stop

17. New beginnings.

Me and Amy arrived at the coffee shop and ran into a few people from school. After we were done chatting for a bit, me and Amy ordered our coffees and she also got a donut. We found a table that we liked and sat down.

"It's been awhile since we've hung out just us." I say with a small smile.

"Yeah I know. It's like Liam always needs you around him. What's the deal with that anyway?" She asks.

"He's just kind of protective over me I guess." I respond looking down at the coffee in my hands.

"I don't think he's good for you Cam."

I don't respond as I look around the small coffee shop and take in the scent of warm baked goods. Me and Amy met at this coffee shop a few years ago and I guess we just immediately clicked. I thought she was the sweetest girl ever and she just knew how to make any situation good. I miss how it was back then. Things changed so much and so fast. She doesn't even know I'm not on good terms with my mom.

"Do you remember the day we met?" I ask.

"Of course. How could I forget?" She says laughing.

"True, I ruined one of your favorite sweaters." I say laughing as well.

"How could I be mad though? I bumped into you."

At this point we are both dying of laughter until I get sad. I stop laughing and a tear rolls down my cheek. She notices quickly and stops laughing as well.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"I just miss it. Life was so simple back then and now I have no clue what to do anymore." I say as more tears start rolling down my cheeks.

"I know Cam but listen things will get better. I'll help you and things can be like that again."

I give her a small smile.

For the rest of the day me and Amy go everywhere that we used to and for just a bit, I felt free. Like a weight was lifted off of my shoulders. We went to the mall and I got some new clothes and makeup. Maybe things can be different. One day I'll be able to leave Liam and run away to find my happy ending. I will be happy one day.

"Bye Cam." Amy says with a pout.

"Bye Amy."

And that's when I'm brought back to reality. When I walk inside the house and see Liam sitting on the couch with his brother. I sigh quietly and go upstairs. When I get to Liam's room, I lay down on the bed and groan. I get up and start putting the clothes that I bought away. When I'm done with that Liam walks in. I show him some of the things I bought and he doesn't seem interested so I stop. I put one of the lip glosses on and show him.

"Do you like it?" I ask.

"You look gorgeous." He says as he pulls me into a kiss.

I get that warm feeling as he pulls me onto his lap. I deepen the kiss and he starts taking my shirt off. Once mine is off, I work on his. He flips me over so he's on top and takes my pants off quickly. He unzips his pants and thrusts inside me. And for the first time in a long time, me made love.

You always hear about abusive relationships and you just want to scream at the person to leave the abuser. Part of me is screaming that at myself but there's a bigger part that loves him. How could I not be in love with him? He's helped me through a lot of shit. He saved my life when we met. I owe him my life. And he still shows me love but there's the bad part that I just can't get rid off. No matter how many times I beg him, no matter how many times I cry for hours to him, and no matter how many bruises or marks he sees. That's just him and if he doesn't want to change then I can't make him.

I wake up the next morning to my phone ringing. I pick it up and see it's my father calling. I pick up.

"Hi sweetie. I miss you." He says.

"Hey dad. I miss you too."

"When are you coming back home?" He asks.

"I don't know. Me and mom aren't on good terms right now." I respond.

"I know but this is your home."

"Maybe after school." I say.

"Okay. See you later, I love you." He says.

"I love you too."

We hang up and I start getting ready for school.