How He Saved Her

Chapter Four

Aurora

The next day, I want to skip school. My dad hadn't been home when I came home yesterday, so I had made his late lunch and ran upstairs. After locking my door, I layed in bed trying to get a piece of mind. Being with Oliver is scary but I want to be there though. Oliver is the nicest guy I ever met but it does scare me that he could get abusive any second. That's why I'm not comfortable around him. 

When I get comfortable with him, will he start viewing me differently? 

While I'm lost in my thoughts, a loud bang on my bedroom door pulls me out of it. I let out a shaky breath and sat up in bed waiting for him to leave me alone. 

"Do you think you can get a guy to scare me off?", he says and I notice the slurring of his words and know that he is drunk. When did he have the time to drink? He goes on,"A big guy in a big car, well I don't fear him." 

I let him continue his tangent until he gets to the last part. "The next time I see him around here, he is going to get a peice of mind. I mean why would he even want to date you, the only thing you have going for you is your prettiness but other than that, you're nothing." 

I feel my emotions move from mad to a little hurt but I shake my head. Oliver said he chose me, so I should trust him. 

"Get out here", he barks out loud suddenly and I get off the bed and hold my breath when I open the door. He barged into my room and the first thing he does is make a hasty motion at grabbing me. He grabs my waist, hard and possessive, and pulls me flesh to him. I hold my gag in and he gropes my waist tighter as I try to shimmy out. 

His lips meet my bare neck and I feel bile raising up my throat. "Does he treat you like I do?", he whispers against my neck and I try to tune him out. 

"Let go", I say instead, which he ignores. I ball up my fists and gathering as much courage as I can and punch him. It hits sloppy on his jaw but it is enough for him to push off me. He looks up at me with a smirk and pushes me so hard, I go a few feet back. He starts to smile right before I use that to my leverage and close my door. In record time, I have locked all my locks and have fallen on the floor, with my hands helplessly to my side. 

My waist hurts and there is a stinging on my neck where he tried to do whatever he did. I stay like that for so long I had fallen asleep. That's how I woke up the next morning, on the floor with my body aching. I didn't want to move, didn't want to leave the safety of my room. 

But even then, I carried myself to my bathroom and did my routine before slipping into his jersey. It is sleeveless and so big it slips past my thigh. I pinch at the fabric and at my skin before I shake my head violently. I can't do this, so I go into my closet and pick out another hoodie and put that on. I throw the Jersey on top and slip into a pair for black jeans. I decide to put my hair up but when I gather my hair up, I notice the marks on my neck. 

Tears threatened to come out as I cursed at him a million times. I put my hair down and use concelar to cover the mark as best as I can. What if Oliver sees this, would he think I was betraying him? I know it's fake but your girlfriend walking around with another guys mark has to be something. After a while, it dawns on me that that is what he wanted all along. 

I throw on some other products on my face and rush downstairs to make him his signature omelete. I finish within ten minutes and grab my backpack leaving early before he can wake up. I walk passed my neighborhood but then stop for a breath. My sprain is healing but is still hurts so I press my back against a building. I close my eye to take a breath until a car honks to make me open my eyes. 

"Rory?", the voice says and I look ahead at the deep green jeep with Oliver inside of it. I get on my feet and he brings the car closer to me so I walk toward it. "What are you doing here?", he says and I just shrug a shoulder and head to the passenger side seat. Instead of throwing my backpack on the floor, I placed it on my belly, needing more protection today. Everything hurts.