To Love a Country Boy

Ch9

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"What? Bryce, why would I go anywhere with YOU?" I asked. He was still smiling and leaning against the counter.

"Because I know you still want me babe. I want us together again, and I know you do too." He started to move toward me, but I pushed him away.

"BRYCE, I.hate.you. We will never get back together. You are a douchebag and broke my heart. And I've moved on and have a boyfriend now that treats me with respect and likes me for who I am."

Bryce was my abusive ex boyfriend that after 3 months, I started to not feel as strong of feelings for, so I told him it was over. He replies by saying that I would always be his and that I could never leave. That's when the abuse began, verbal and physical abuse.

He told me that I needed to lose at least 20 pounds to be considered "average weight". I was 22 years old and only weighed 110 pounds! I stopped eating after that and eventually had to see a therapist to get over my anorexia. I was also hidin scars. Scars that were visible if I wore shorts or tank tops. All down my arms and legs.

He was so abusive and wanted me all for himself, yet he willingly told me about his cheating on me with other girls.

I didnt know where else to turn, who to count on. I eventually told my aunt and uncle that I had to leave town on my 22nd birthday. They had bought me a really expensive dress. It was cherry red, went a little above the knees, and sleeveless. I couldn't wear it due to my scars.

I started crying. I loved the dress, but couldn't find a way to tell them why I couldn't wear it. They honestly never really asked what cause me to leave town or why I returned the beautiful dress the very next morning. I broke up with him and left town. But now he was here, in my house.

"Who let you in anyway??" I asked

"This guy did. By the way, who the hell is he?" BRYCE asked.

"Not that it's any of your business, but-"

"I'm her boyfriend, mason," he said and sticks his hand out to shake Bryce's. Bryce stares at the extended hand but doesn't shake it.

"Mackenzie, we already discussed this. Your mine, only mine."

"NO, IM NOT!" I snapped. "I am my own damn person! I can do, say, talk, act, and date WHOEVER I want, and that's not you!!! So do me a favor, get the hell out of my face, out of my town and out if my life!" I shouted at him.

"You are so ungrateful, you know that? Bryce joked. I pushed him toward the door until he finally walked himself over and left. I slammed the door after him and sank down to the floor with my back against the door. I started to sob.

"Mac? Are you ok??"