cameras and memories | dream

010 ; clay free for three days

It had been a total of three days Clay free, which was alarming. Today would be the fourth day and for some reason I had grown concerned over the fact that George and Nick didn't know where he was either, i didn't ask because it would seem like i cared. I didn't for the record.

I called Zach, i wanted to break up with him. Clay's words had affected me, could i really do better than Zach and if so who?

Zach had been doing everything right, in fact he was coming over this morning for breakfast since my parents were out working early morning shifts.

He knocks on my door and I open it to see him covered in more hickies. Fucking great.

"Hey babe" he reeked of fucking alcohol "Zachary" I mumble inviting him in despite his drunken state.

He sits down at the table and smiles at me as I place down his plate infront of him "eat" I say giving him a stone cold look "what's wrong baby?" he asks and I shake my head "Nothing" I mumble standing opposite him and eating from my plate.

We are in silence, his eyes lingering on me like the smell of alcohol lingered on him.

"i love you" he speaks up and I nod "thanks zach" i sigh.

The whole reason Zach and I split up was because he was a drunken abusive idiot.

"say it back" he whines "love you zach" i mutter, my words never came out clear when he was drunk. I was scared of him, but i loved him. more than anything and that fact scared me, how i was able to love him this much.

Moments pass and i check my phone for the time, I guess he can't drop me off so I better walk.

"where are you going?" Zach asks as I grab my bag "to school where you were suppose to drop me this morning" i sigh grabbing a jacket "i can still drop you love" he slurs getting up from his chair "no zach i don't think you sho-" "what are you scared you're gonna die, i drove here hunny." he smiles but i just simply roll my eyes and ignore him.

"zach no" I say as he walks up to me, wrapping his arms around me, kissing every piece of bare skin that he could find. I push his off me and he raises his hand, slapping it against my cheek. "you fucking bitch i said i could drop you off" his voice became low, husky.

I could take his hits like a grown man, or my mentality can. My body in the other hand, made it look like i experienced five different car crashes.

He places his hand against my throat, choking me "now you will fucking let me drop you off, slut." he spits on me. gross cunt.

I don't know why he was getting so pressed about dropping me off "why- why do you care so much" i say trying to speak with his hand clasped onto my throat.

"you know that clay wants you everyone can see it, i'm not fucking stupid y/n you've slept with him" he says putting me down and slapping me once more before grabbing my wrist really hard and dragging me to the car, this is where i start to cry.

"you're a fucking whore you know that, you like everyone's dick inside of you." he spits throwing me in his car, my wrist instantly bruised.

He gets into the drivers seat and grabbed my upper arm tightly. Driving me to school.

"ouch fuck zach loosen up" I sulk using my spare arm to wipe away the tears. "suck it up you bitch" he says adjusting his grip. "you won't fucking get away until we get to school" now the tears start streaming.

"please zach you're hurting me" maybe i couldn't handle this mentally, the physical pain couldn't even be felt. It was his words.

We arrived at school and I open my door with my spare arm, my arm was numb and he pushed me out of the car. "whore" he spat at me before driving over.

I rub my arm gently, the mark of his hands were visible everywhere on my body and not in a good way.

I look over to Clay's usually parking spot to see he wasn't here yet. I didn't know if he would come today but for some reason I was looking forward to photography.

Running into the hall shoving past people and eventually running into a person and then dropping their things.

"fuck i'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm a mess this morning" I sob picking up their stuff and handing it to them before wiping my eyes.

 "y/n?" the person said and I looked up. It was Nick.

"hi nick, i'm so sorry" I huff before running off into the classroom.

Everything was sore, even the numb parts. Literally everything hurt. Miss Park stared at me, her jaw in the floor "you need a nurse y/n now" she rushed over to me "please i'm fine, otherwise i wouldnt have shown up" i mumble to her still sobbing.

I rush over to my seat and sit there, Miss Park leaves me alone to dwell in my own company.

It wasn't even long until someone barged in the room, swinging the door open causing it to smash into the wall. I look up and notice that there was three someones and one really angry someone.

"who the fuck did that." clay said, his face was heated and his hand was rolled up into a fist. My face was confused and covered in tears "what?" I ask him and he storms towards me, Nick and George closing the door watching as Clay storms over to me, kneeling down to my level and gently grabbing my arm running his fingers up and down the bruise "clay" I sigh.

He lets go "who did it" he points to my arm "no one" I didn't ask why he cared so much, I didn't care that he cared. "he's not fucking here, i told you he was no good for you. you should have fucking listened to me y/n." he scolds me "i love him." I sob looking up at Clay, noticing a vein popping out of his neck, he notices the marks on my neck.

"WHAT THE FUCK" he slams his fist on the desk, running out "where is he going?" I ask Nick and George, wiping my tears away. "where do you think" nick says crossing his arms. Fuck.