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II- Survived

(REVISED VERSION)

April 27, 2016

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"I'm fine. It's okay. I'm alive, that's all that matters." I keep on convincing him but he's just so stubborn when it comes to me. He looked at me. I know he loves me and I'm happy that he's here with me all the time.

"But they shouldn't do that! You're hurt, baby. I can't stand seeing you this way. You always said it's okay but it's not for me! Can't you see? It's killing me!" I hold his hand to calm him down and I can feel his hand shaking in anger. He's always like this when he saw me in this situation. I am here at the laundry shop. It's been two days after the beating happened and here, a lecture from him.

I cupped his face with both of my hand and look at his warm hazel brown eyes, I smiled at him. I know that he can't resist my smile. He closed his eyes and his face softened a bit. He holds both of my hands and kisses it.

The familiar tingle rushes throughout my body, making my heart swelled.

"You know I love you, right? I just don't understand why you want to stay there. You can leave with me, baby. I'm here to protect you and I can't stand seeing you hurt. Please baby." He pleads. I always wanted to say yes and live with him but then I remembered Mom, she's my mother. I love her and I will do everything for her. I know he's hurt but it's my choice and I don't want to lose the two of them.

"You know I can't, Ryan. I can't leave mom." I can see pain in his eyes. We've been together since I was fourteen years old and here we love each other for almost six years. When I was fifteen, he noticed the bruises in my hips, waist, back, stomach, thighs and all over my body and that's how he finds out my situation.

I don't want anybody to know about it, that's why we keep it as a secret. Our relationship is hidden, and we only see each other when I was going to supermarket when I need to buy groceries, or giving our dog a walk or taking the laundry at the shop or at school. We have limited time for each other but we survived.

I know it's hard for us, especially for him but he's Ryan Evans, he can wait for me. He understands me. He knew me too well. He loved me for who I am. He always waits at the laundry shop every Saturday for me and wait in the supermarket when Sundays come. He didn't mind waiting there for almost five hours just to see me for half an hour. I told him that he can break up with me but he didn't. He waited and will always.

There are times that I thought I was just being a great burden to him. That he should live his life, freely, and without constantly fearing for him and for me. Yet, there are times that I wanted to be selfish and just keep him, for myself. Because, I can't find it in myself to let him go. Maybe I'm a selfish person, but I love him.

But when I was at the age of seventeen, Mom found out about our relationship and get very angry at me. She cut my hair with a knife and soaked my face on the toilet's bowl. She said that I should stop seeing him and cut any communication between us but I refused. I continued our relationship, despite the fact that Ryan knew he would be killed if William finds out.

Ryan and I continue our relationship and become more careful. He didn't complain or get pissed when sometimes I don't get to see him and he waited all day and night. He understands me.

I never realize I would have him by my side. He's the reason why I don't give up on life. He's my savior but I chose to stay and get hurt. I know I'm selfish but I can't lose mom or either him. He had been my strength for many years and for the future.

Ryan is not a typical guy, he's a heartthrob at the age of fifteen and he fell over heels on a fourteen- year old girl who happens to be me. I don't know, but when I'm in grade school Mom didn't want me to have any friends so I hide myself with my long hair also to hide some bruises. Nobody has the courage to be near with me until Ryan.

I pushed him away but he didn't give up and then I found myself not living without him.

Just imagining life without Ryan makes me cry. I can't lose him but I can't leave my mom either. A tear escaped from my eye and Ryan quickly pulled me in his arms. He said words that made me cry even more.

"It okay, baby, we'll survived."

I know. We'll survive.

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