Abused by her.

Dies

(Ella's P.O.V.)

I move away from Andrew shocked at what I saw. I put my hand on the spot where Taylor had hit. I started to remember what happened. I felt like I was gonna cry. I also felt sick. Why would Taylor hit me.

"She hit me?" I ask myself in a low voice looking down at the ground.

"Yes she hit you."

"What the hell was in me? How did I push her back so far without using my hands?" I look down at my hands.

"Something... Someone had possessed you. So that Taylor couldn't hurt you anymore. I looked down at my hands to notice the veins in my arms leading into my wrist were glowing.

"No. I don't think that it did it on its own. Do something." I say having an idea in mind.

"What?"

"Do something that would cause me to push you back."

"Why?"

"Andrew. Please. Can you just do it." Andrew looks at me trying to figure out what to do.

"Okay. Don't hurt me or anything."

"I'll do the best I can." Andrew turns me around, and embraces me from behind. He turns us so that we're facing the body mirror on my wall. He points to the mirror, and opens his mouth like he's ready to talk. I already feel the strength rise in me.

"You see yourself in the mirror, right? Well of course you do." He says whispering into my ear. "You see yourself as someone who will become famous. But you won't be. You'll get married to someone who you think you love than cheat on them. Then get married to that mans brother. Cause after all... You are." He pauses.

"Say it." I say trying hard not to sound angry.

"You are your mothers child. All you're gonna be when you're older is a... A whore." I look into his eyes in the mirror to see the regret. I was very angry, and yell. I feel all my anger turn into a strong force. Before I knew it Andrew was pushed back, across the room to the other wall. He makes a face that shows me that he's in pain. "Owe." He says trying to get off the wall. He couldn't move. I look into the mirror to see my eyes, lava red color, or orange. Depends on how you wanna see it. "Ella. I can't move." I turn to Andrew, and walk towards him. My actions were no longer mine.

"If I'm a whore than you're a cheating asshole." Is all I say before I feel myself become week. Andrew was able to move now, and caught me before I fell to the floor.

"Okay. Come on. To the bed." He walks me over to the bed, and I sit down on the edge.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that." I apologize to him trying to stand back up. He pushes me back down on the bed, and sits next to me.

"It's alright. I'm sorry I said all that before. I didn't want to say it."

"I told you to do something to make me angry. You definitely hit the spot. Let's just not do that again."

"Yeah. Good idea. We have school tomorrow. What time is it?" Before I can tell him what time it is my dad walks in, and tells us dinner is done. We say thank you, and he nods his head walking out. "Come on." Andrew said grabbing my hand, and pulling me up off the bed. We walk out of my room, and walking down the stairs.

"What smells so good?" I ask walking into the kitchen to see my father setting up a plate for Andrew."

"Steak and a whole bunch of other stuff."

"Mmm. It looks great Mr. Martinez." Andrew said sitting down across from where Taylor was sitting. I sit down myself, and Taylor gives me a look like she wants to rip my throat out. Andrew sees it too, and grabs my hand under the table. I feel myself calm down, and I smile.

Dinner went well, and after dinner my dad and I did the dishes. We kept spraying water at each other. Because we kept blowing soap foam at each other. After our messy dish washing Andrew and I got ready for bed. Andrew and I had this plan to bring some clothes over to the others house since we're always sleeping over each others house. So the getting ready part really wasn't too much of a hassle. We got ready for bed, and then picked out outfits for tomorrow. Andrew picked out my outfit for tomorrow, and I picked out his for tomorrow. We always picked out each others outfit. Because we could never do it ourselves without sitting there crying because we couldn't pick anything. We went to bed, and I have to say I don't think I fell asleep quicker than tonight. Andrew though I knew he'd stay up for a while. He always stays up. Thinking about random stuff. Then we talk about it in the morning. We have a great friendship. Also a good relationship.