Ch. 12 A Kiss with a Fist

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(Tuesday I woke up with the worst hang over; I woke up on the couch, I realized it was ours "Ok cool at least I know I'm at home" I thought. I got up and groaned; I felt sick, I rushed to the bathroom and threw up. I felt light headed; I got off the floor and washed my face, I unwrapped my bandage on my wrist and saw it was purple. "How did it get worse" I thought; I went to the kitchen and saw Seth, I was a little startled. He looked upset but I didn't know why)

"What's wrong" I asked.

"Really you don't know" Seth spat.

"Obviously I don't if I'm asking" I spat.

"You danced with him and you kissed him" Seth yelled.

(I was trying to remember what he was talking about but my head was hurting and then it came back to me)

"I didn't kiss anyone and yes I did dance with Sam it's not a big deal we're just friends Seth" I yelled.

(I sighed and closed my eyes and something dawned on me)

"How do you even know I was dancing with Sam" I asked.

"What"? Seth asked.

"Don't play dumb with me" I spat.

"Fine I had a friend watch you girls to make sure you were safe" Seth said.

"Oh please you had a friend watch me to make sure I wouldn't cheat on you" I spat.

"Fine I did so what" Seth yelled.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me" I yelled.

(I was furious so I did the one thing I didn't think I'd do I slapped Seth and I instantly regretted it)

"I'm so sorry" I said. (Instantly)

(He didn't say anything)

"Seth I-" I started.

(He picked me up and I knew where he was going; I was kicking and screaming)

"No Seth please I'm sorry, don't do this" I yelled.

(He opened the door to the dark room and threw me in and shut the door; I banged on the door)

"Let me out please" I begged.

(I cried and kept banging; soon I heard loud noise coming from outside like glass shattering and I heard Liz yelling)

"I'll kill you, you son a bitch, how can you keep doing this to her" Liz yelled.

(I heard more glass shattering I just went to a wall and closed my eyes and covered my ears)

"It'll all go away" I whispered.

(I chanted that is my head to take away the memories but it didn't help)

Flashback: (I was running to the front door; I heard heavy footsteps behind me, I was tackled to the ground and it my head on the floor)

"Dad no please I'm sorry" I cried.

"Shut up" Dad yelled.

(He slapped me and punched me; I tried my best to cover my face, Liz wasn't here to help me so I'm bound to die. He kept hitting me and soon I was bleeding)

"You killed her, I hate you" Dad yelled.

(He stopped hitting me and started choking me)

"N-No dad I-I'm sorry" I stuttered.

(I put my hands around his wrist so I could breathe but it didn't work; I stopped struggling, I can feel my world fading. I my eyes closed; I heard the door open)

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