The Broken Girl

Chapter 3

"Get in here you whore!"

"P-please don't do this. I'm s-sorry. I p-promise,I didn't cheat on y-you."

"Shut up and get in here!"

I wiped the tears off my face, knowing that he hates it when I cry. I walked in the room and as soon as I did, I was greeted with a powerful slap to my face. I fell to the floor as he started kicking my stomach.

"You ungrateful b*tch! After everything I have done for you, this is how you repay me?!"

I woke up screaming. I was covered in a cold sweat as I looked around my room. My vision was blurred from the tears, but I was able to see a tall figure burst into my room. I screamed again. "Shh... It's ok Abby. It was just a nightmare. It's me Ryan." He said soothingly. I buried my face in his shoulder as I cried my eyes out. I don't know how long we sat there, but I was so tired after the attack that I fell asleep on his shoulder.

Ryan and I always had a special bond for some reason, so he could always calm me down the best. Right after I woke up in the hospital, he was the first one in the room and he stayed there the rest of the time. I was in the hospital for about 5 weeks, yet he never left my side.

I woke up the next morning and slowly climbed out of bed. I walked over to my closet and decided on what to wear. I finally chose to go with a black muscle tank that said "I'm a happy camper"and black high waisted skinny jeans. I slipped on my black combat boots and applied light make up. I did my hair in a fishtail braid on the left side of my head.

As soon as I walked down the stairs, Dylan tackled me into a hug. "Ryan told me you had an attack last night, I'm sorry I wasn't there to help." Dylan said. "It's ok." I said. "No it isn't, and to make up for it, made you your favorite breakfast." He said cheerfully. "Smiley face Pancakes?!" I asked. He nodded his head and laughed as I darted to the kitchen. I grabbed the plate and instantly dug in. Let me just say, Dylan is an amazing cook, so you can tell how great the pancakes were.

I gave him a hugged and thanked him over and over again. I REALLY like smiley face pancakes. I then proceed to say goodbye to my Aunt and Uncle and walk out the door. I got to the car and plopped down in the driver's seat. I made my way to school and parked my car right next to a black motorcycle. I got out of the car and walked to the school. Once again, I slipped back into my shell that

I hid in when I wasn't with my family. I walked down the long hallway and was greeted by Rachel once I reached my locker. "Hey Abigail" She said. "Hey R-Rachel" I stuttered. Yes, I do stutter a lot. The only times I don't stutter is when I am at home.

"Ready for English?" She asked. I nodded my head and made my way to Mr. Rellis's class. I walked through the door and sat down at the back of the room while Rachel took the seat on my right. "Ok class, pull out your notebooks and copy down what is written on the board." He said. I started to write when the door slammed open. " Glad you to see you made time for my class Mr. Vix." Mr. Rellis said. "Oh please, the pleasure is all mine." Ashton said sarcastically.

He started to make his way towards where I was sitting as I silently prayed that he wouldn't sit next to me. Unfortunately, my wish didn't come true. "Hey there cupcake."He said. I shifted in my seat, but refused to look at him. "Your Abigail right?" He asked. I looked at him with a shocked look on my face. "Y-yes." I replied. Most people don't remember my name, let alone ask me what it is.