Can the Bad Boy be my Hero?

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"BEN! babe i'm sorry i didn't mean too!" i whispered/yelled. Ugh he doesn't deserve to be called babe just by saying that makes me gag.

" SHUT UP! you bitch i heard so many excuses!" he yelled in my face. Ouch being called a bitch hurts when you haven't done anything wrong. no one should be called a female dog even if they deserve it... its just not a nice word. I noticed he had raised his hand above my face and i know whats coming.

"NO! PLEASE! NO!" i screamed at the top of my lungs. sadly my parents where out for some business trip. and my sister is spending the weekend because apparently I'm not responsible to take care of a 10 year-old. so i am alone in my room with this crazy man i use to say i loved... ew. snapping out of my thoughts he swing-ed his palm across my left check. in instance i cupped my check that admittedly sting-ed. tears were running down my checks now causing my left side sting more. i fell down in impact. yup he hits hard. i guess he doesn't care if I'm a girl or not.

i looked up to see his dark chocolate brown eyes glaring at me. " stop crying! and get up!" he reached down and grabbed my wrist and my hair making my stand up and wince in pain. he quickly pinned me to the cold wall near my wooden desk. i am only 5'5 and he is 5'7 so he had to squat down a little to meet me in the eye.

i look away and face the door. "please stop, this isn't you" i managed to cry out ignoring the pain in my check, wrist, and head. this is what i usually tell him to calm down.

"No! you knew better! how many times do i have to tell you!" he angrily yelled in my ear. i return to face him and see my self crying in his died cold eyes, he notice the pain I'm in and releases my wrist and backs away.

he moves closer again and moves his left hand slowly up to my red stinging check and gently strokes it. i winced in pain backing more in the wall, if that's even possible. " shh... baby I'm sorry i didn't mean to hurt you" he calmly said. by now he is so close to me that are noises started to touch.

" yes i know I'm the one who made the mistake and im sorry for that" i tell him looking behind him.. just so i don't met those awful brown eyes.

he smiles and gently kisses me on my right check. and whispering " okay sweety good night" making my shiver of fear. "okay good night" i managed to say and fake a small smile. i walk him to the front door and he leaves without a sinlge word. i ran back to my room and quickly close the door.

i take a quick look of myself on my full size body mirror hanging on my closet door. i see my curly dull brown hair hanging off my shoulders. my left check turning purple/blue. my eyes are now red and puffy making it hard to see my Hazel eyes. my eyeliner and mascara was now running down my checks. my black tight dress reaches my mid thigh. i honestly hate the way it looks on me. it makes me feel fat and it exposes to much of my legs. But if Ben said i should wear it then i am not going to argue with him.

i am such a mess, its not just the way i look its the way i live my life. i am only 17 and i get abused by my boyfriend and the sad part is i don't tell anyone this. well the only people that knows are my best friends Victoria (or Vikki) and Sky. jeez i don't even tell them but they somehow know and make me spill it.

ignoring my thoughts i pull out from my drower my ducky pj pants and a yellow tank top to match. i quickly changed and lay in my bed staring at my white ceiling and thinking of excuses to come up with for when people ask what happened to my check.

why do i even put up with him? why am i still with him? why cant i just be single and have fun like any other teenager? questions keep popping up but i honestly don't know why i cant answer them. i guess I'm too scared to face them. I'm scared that he can be extra violent and hurt the people i most love in the world. and with the thought of that i fell to sleep.

~~~~~Aurther note~~~~~~'

hello i guess this is it... i know it isn't good but I'm trying... this is my first book and i want to know if I'm doing a good job or bad. so please in a nice way can u tell me what i need to work on:)

thanks bye! bye! :D

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