Trigger Warnings: domestic violence/ abuse
Ariel's POV
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
I open my eyes and look over to see Joe sprawled out next to me on the bed. I look over to my left to see Dan and Phil in their own bed snuggling together, sound asleep. I grab my phone from the nightstand and turn it on.
I have seven new text messages from Chad.
My eyes go wide with panic. I hurry and unlock my phone, heading straight to my messages.
New Text Message:
Boyfriend💕: where the hell are you??
New Text Message:
Boyfriend💕: why the fúck are you not at the room?!
New Text Message:
Boyfriend💕: why are you not answering your dämn phone?!! Get your ašs back to our room right now.
New Text Message:
Boyfriend💕: you little bįtch, where are you?? I told you to stay in the room and I'll be there the next morning.
New Text Message:
Boyfriend💕: so I came home this morning and guess who I didn't find?? You.
New Text Message:
Boyfriend💕: I'm so fùcking pįssed off right now. Get you fat ašs back here now.
New Text Message:
Boyfriend💕: I'm not fücking kidding, Ariel. Get back here now. and where the hell are you?? I swear to god if you're off with one of your "friends"...
My breathes become short, panicky ones. I can just feel my heart thumping at an accelerating rate. I don't think it's supposed to do that. I have to get back right now. I also have a panel today with a few people for Becoming YouTube, yes I was in that if you didn't know that. And I don't want to miss that and if Chad is angry, I'll most likely have to stay and calm him down.
"Shįt, shįt, shįt." I repeat over to myself as I get out of the bed and put my shoes on. I get the little sticky notepad and a pen from the hotel and write Dan, Phil, and Joe a little note telling them where I have gone.
I feel especially bad for abandoning Joe because he dropped all his plans just to hang out with me last night and now I'm deserting him with some vague details of where I'm going. It was so nice of him to do so, especially since we haven't been able to hang out in forever. And now, I'm leaving him to wake up by himself with no idea of where I had gone. I feel like such a dįck.
I head over to their bathroom to sort myself out a little bit, knowing all three of them wouldn't wake up because they are heavy sleepers. I even decide to turn on one of the straighteners plugged in to put my hair up nice and neatly. As I put it in a messy bun and straighten the sides that I have left down, someone knocks on the door. I say knocks but it's more like a banging. I hear Dan waking up, getting up and heading over to the door. I head back into the room, going past Dan knowing that my plans have been foiled to sneak out. I hear Dan undo the keychain as I sit on the bed, hitting Joe to wake him up and stuff my sticky note into my sweatpants pocket.
"WHERE THE HELL IS SHE?" I hear someone yell from the door and I freeze at the sound of the familiar voice. The My Chemical Romance shirt that Dan had gotten me for Christmas a year ago hung loosely on my body, as Chad rushes into the room. Joe sits up straight away and almost falls off the bed at the sudden shock. If this was a cartoon, you could probably see steam come out of Chad's ears.
Phil is sitting up with wide eyes, just looking at him with a confused look on his face, Dan is standing in the little hallway by the door, and Joe is leaning off the bed in a disheveled way. None of them could have known or stopped what happened next. They were all too far away and too in shock to even speak properly. I was sitting on the side of the bed I woke up on, my phone is in my hand, almost falling out of it, with a probably look of horror on my face. The only time I have ever saw Chad this mad was this one time when it was our one year anniversary and I decided to cook him a special dinner.
~Flashback~
"Ariel, I've got you something!" He yelled as he shut the front door, finally came home from being out.
I was in the kitchen, picking at the little details of my creation I slaved over for hours. I wanted every little thing perfect because he deserved it. I cooked his favorite meal, pot roast with baked potatoes and for dessert, a beautiful strawberry cheesecake -the only cake he would eat-. I started right after he left, I wanted to make sure I had enough time. I had candles set up and our best China sat out. I thought it was perfect, that he was going to love it.
Oh, how wrong I was.
"What the fūck is this?" He said as he came into the kitchen, a bouquet of roses in his hand. I smiled at that, he had actually got me something nice. It was rare when he was sweet. It hardly ever happened.
"I cooked you a dinner for our anniversary! I made your favorite." I probably couldn't have smiled any bigger than it was right then. He looked around the kitchen and dining table, processing every detail very carefully.
The pot roast and the candles were lit. Everything was in place to the very last detail.
All of a sudden, he threw the bouquet of roses to the ground, stomping on them. I was so confused, what had I done wrong? He went over to the dining table which is where I was standing at and he threw down the china plates. They shattered all over the floor, some shards scratching me on the arm. I was yelling his name, trying to make him stop. Why was he doing this? Why did I deserve this? I haven't done anything to anyone. Just, why?
He grabbed a lit candle from the table and threw it at me, my reflexes to late to deflect it. He'd never done anything like that before. Why that day, our anniversary? The candle burned me.
He stormed out after knocking the pot roast off the table. The kitchen was a mess, glass shards everywhere, candle wax dripping off the table, the food all over the floor. Just to think, a couple of minutes before it was so beautiful. I sat in that kitchen cleaning everything up for the whole night, crying the whole time.
That was a week before he cheated on me. He didn't come home that night either.
~End of Flashback~
I subconsciously touch my burn mark, right by my elbow.
"You little bįtch." Chad seethes and runs at me from the end of the bed. Before I know it, I can feel a stinging pain in my cheek. I easily fall to the floor, giving him easier access to kick me hard in my stomach which he didn't hesitate to take. It felt like my whole body was about to crumble with that one kick. I haven't ate anything in a few days.
I hear a horrible cracking noise and someone putting their arms around my fragile body. I couldn't see anything from my tears but I didn't have to because my ears worked perfectly fine. I could hear Dan yelling every cuss word known to man at Chad. I could hear Joe struggling to hold him back. I could hear Phil whispering soothing words into my ear. He is rocking me back and forth and I don't mind it. I'm in shock, denial, and regret. Chad would -could- never hurt me. He was just overwhelmed. He didn't mean it.
But there is this nagging feeling in the back of my mind, telling me he did mean to do it.
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A/N
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