Angel In Disguise

Part One

Kelsey's P.O.V.

FOUR YEARS LATER

Knock! Knock!

"Get your fucking ass out here!"

Knock! Knock!

I shrugged, standing up and reaching for the door. Shawn stood there waiting with an annoyed and furious look on his face. Rolling my eyes, I said; "what now?"

"Where is it?!" He growled, pulling me by the arm then pushing me hard up against the wall.

"What?" I winced in pain. "What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about, bitch!" He spat. He let go of me and hurried inside the room, opening drawers after drawers and throwing everything he touches. "I saw you last night! You hid it! Where did you put it?!"

"Shawn! Stop!" I yelled, stopping him from trashing the already and completely messy room. "Shawn! Please! Stop! It's gone, okay? I flushed it all!"

"You son of a bitch!" He growled, hitting me hard on the cheek and sending me to the floor. Then he started kicking me, one after the other. "Who are you to do that? How many times would I have to tell you not to go through my stuff?"

"Shawn," I whimpered, crying in pain. I tried to cover my face as he aims for it. "Please. I'm so sorry. I won't do it again."

"Hell, no, you won't," he said, pulling me by the arm.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Shawn, you can't make me leave. I'm your girlfriend. I did everything you want. I gave you everything."

"Hell, no! I dated you out of pity. I can't even taste you that I always have to do others," he said, throwing me hard on the bed. "Give me on good reason not to dump you!"

"Because," I started. "You did love me. I know you do. You know you do. And I need you. I'll do whatever you want, Shawn. I'll give you myself. Right here. Right now."

Thinking about it for a minute, eyeing me with a devilish look, he soon crawled unto the bed. He pressed his lips into mine, harder and harder every second as he ran his hands to my chest, massaging it, then down my waist where he then slipped his fingers and 'dig' in my 'thing'.

"Shawn," I cried. What the fuck, I thought, I haven't done anything more than kissing. I know nothing about this. Even the pain.

"Shut up, you whore," he mumbled, ignoring me as he started kissing me on the neck. They said sex is good. They didsnt said it would be painful. That it would feel like shit if you do it with someone you don't love.

I mean I loved Shawn. Yes, loved. We've been together since I was 18. He's a year older than me - and a total douche back then but said it all changed when he met me. I was young. I was too dumb. I was too stupid and thought it was true love so I believed him. I know he's been screwing other girls since I haven't given him myself yet. But I want it to be special. It hurts but I stayed. I have nowhere to go. My mom threw me out when I choose him. I haven't even finished uni.

Sometimes, I get scared of him. No. I actually am more scared of him now than I used to love him.

I wanna runaway but I'd be good as dead if I did, both from him and the society. Let's just say that he's with a gang and not just any gang; he has a reputation in it.

"Damn, you gotta be tight!" He muttered, feeling his 'thing' harden. He pulled his fingers off me and started to unbuckle his belt. "You're a fucking virgin!"

"And you're not getting any," I said, finally having the guts to stand for myself and fight. I shook him off me before he can even pull my pants down. "Get off, Shawn!"

"Fuck it, Kels," he spat, trying to get on it again as he grabs me. "Don't be such a dweeb!"

"I had enough of you," I said, pushing him and putting a good distance between us.

Eyeing he, he asked; "you sure about that? Even if you tell them, your mom won't take you back."

"I rather die outside than rot here and get STD from you, thanks" I snapped.

He shook his head, laughing as he buckled his belt. "You worthless bitch! I want you gone when I get back!"

"And I'm not coming back," I assured him before he slammed the door shut.

I felt my tears running down my cheeks.

Where am I going? I have no idea. But I'm leaving. For real.

This has to be tears of joy - I'm free!