We finished unpacking and night came. 9 p.m. Kyle and I decided that we were going to bed early since we have to get up at 6, get ready for work, than leave at about 6:30 than get to work at 7 or a little before. I'm working at a Nike sports store and Kyle is working at a café and we both get paid really good! I threw on shorty shorts and a Nike neon pink sports bra. I grabbed a glass of water and walked upstairs. "Good night honey!" Kyle yelled after me. I smiled and turned back to him. "Good night sweetie!" I yelled back. I turned my lights off and closed my curtains. I laid in bed as the moon light showed through my curtains a little. I closed my eyes, praying that I wouldn't dream.
I had the sink filled with water. As I was washing dishes, I felt a hand go on the back on my head and was forced in the hot soapy water. "You didn't do the dishes right! Do them again! Do you understand you little bitch!" My mom screamed at me. I screamed and started fighting, trying to get out her grip and get air. "I can't believe that your my daughter! My real daughter would do the dishes right!" I was fading. Before everything black out, she grabbed my hair and flung me back. I hit my head on the corner of the island behind me. "Do them right! Of you don't and they are not done in 30 minuets, than you will pay!" I touched the back of my head and looked at my hand. Blood was coming out. I looked up and she held a frying pan. "This will teach you, you son of a bitch!" She pulled the pan back and-
I screamed. I sat up and could feel the sweat as it went down the side of my face. I whipped it away. My door busted open. "Ching-chong! I'm in karate so you better leave!" Kyle was holding a plastic ninja sword. I faced palmed and laughed. "Kyle! You are racist! Plus, tomorrow at work, I'm getting a metal bat to keep at our bed sides." He started to make weird ninja sounds. I held my knees close to my chest and sighed and watched Kyle while I shook my head. He finally stopped and sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my back. "That's how its done girl!" I rolled my eyes. Kyle sighed as he put his arm around my shoulder. "What was this dream about?" I took in a deep breath. "Remember the day when I called you and you had to take me to the hospital because I didn't do the dishes right and my head hit the island corner and she hit me with the pan?" Kyle nodded. "I remember I carried you to my car and carried you in the hospital. I stayed the whole night in the waiting room for you so I can see if my Ivey is ok." I nodded. "I remember you going into my room and sitting in the chair next to me and your eyes were black underneath and I told you that you can sleep and you refused but you held my hand and fell asleep." Kyle nodded. "I have to know my best friend is ok! I need you just like a bird needs it wings!" I nodded. "I love you." I said. "I love you too. Now try to get and good rest of the nights sleep. We have work to do!" I nodded and I hugged him. "Night!" I said. "Night." I laied back down in my bed and took a sip of water and closed my eyes. I woke up at 6. Perfect! I got up and showered. I threw on my black pants, and my black collared shirt with the Nike logo on it. I threw my hair in a high pony tail and put on a Nike sports head band and my Nike shoes. I took one last look in the mirror and put on some eye liner and mascara and a little bit of lip gloss. I walked down stairs and Kyle had his black pants, a collared shirt and a tie on. I looked at him. "This café must be very nice huh?" I asked as he tossed me a bagel. "Yeah. Once I get there, I have to wear a long apron skirt thing. Bad thing is I have to let people be mean to me." I hugged him. "I'm sorry. Hey! Spit in their food and drinks!" Kyle laughed. "Good idea!" I nodded. "Hey can you do that thing you usually do to make my hair look nice?" I nodded. "Sure! Go in the spare bathroom." He walked over to the stairs case but went to the left of it and walked in. I finished eating and walked. I brushed his short but nice brown hair. It was really soft. I grabbed a little thing of gel and pushed the front part of his hair back so the front of his hair curled up and back and I put some gel on the rest of hair to make it look slick. I washed my hands. "Ok, look and see if its ok." I said. He stood behind me and looked. "Great job as usual Ivey! We should get to work!" I nodded. "Are you wearing lip gloss?" I nodded. "Yep! A new kind too! Cherry." Kyle licked his lips. "You want a taste?" I puckered up and he took his finger and dabbed it on my lips and put it in his mouth. "Mmm! I'm going to have to steal it!" I shook my head. "Uh, I don't think so!" I grabbed my phone and we walked out and locked the house. Kyle got in his car. "Are you sure you don't want a ride to work?" I shook my head. "No. Your work is 2 miles away. Mine is half a mile and they are in opposite directions. I'm good! I can walk." He nodded. "Ok! Have fun!" "You too!" He drove away as I walked towards work. I walked past a house and something made my head turn and look at the house. I saw the window at the top and the curtains moved a little. I shook my head and went on. "Weird." I said to myself. I started on a small jog and at 6:50 I made it. I walked in and I saw my boss, James. "Hello." I said. "Ivey Webb right?" James said in his British accent. I nodded. "Ok good! You get the lucky job! Fold clothes and walk around and make sure things are ok and if things are out of place than you fix them and help costumers!" I nodded. He gave me my I.D. and pass card and I clipped it to the bottom of my shirt and started to fold clothes and fix things. I was walking around when I saw the back of a guys head. It was a mop curls and I tried to remember where I've seen it before. I shook my head and walked around. I went to the back to restock the razor back shirts. I finished and put the box away when the guy with the curly hair walked out and put his hood up and kept his head down. I shook my head. "Don't worry about it Ivey. Its just all the unpacking of boxes and the moving. You're ok." I whispered to myself. I went to the back and realized something. "Its summer time and he's wearing a black jacket... Don't let it get to you Ivey." I walked out and saw it was almost lunch time. Time went by fast. I was walking out when Kyle came in with a bag from McDonalds and tossed it at me. "Kyle? You didn't have to do this!" I said. "Gurl! You think I was going to do lunch with out you? HA! I think NOT!" I smiled. "Anything going on?" Kyle asked. I took him to the back and told him about the guy with curly hair and how its summer and he's wearing a black hoodie. "Weird." I nodded and threw our trash away. "Hey! We have about 5 more minuets! We should look at bats!" Kyle nodded and we looked at them. Kyle took his wooden bat and my metal bat. I think I need more protection than Kyle. I went back to work and help a little girl try on some shoes. She was so cute when she walked out with her shoes! I felt a pair of arms go around my waist. "You think you could run from me? Dress in different clothes and hide from me?" My heart dropped.
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What Hurts The Most (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)
FanficIvey Webb is a 19 year old American who was abused by her mother and ex boyfriend, Chris Roberts. So Ivey moved to London with her gay best friend Kyle Steve. Once they move into their flat, they learn from a neighbor of theirs that there is a famou...