Splatter the Red Paint

One Kiss, One Hug, One Hand

As we walked, we talked for a bit and it was just awesome.

But then he brought it up, " why does everyone hate you?" That's when my gut sank.

"Umm " I began to bit my lip in the panic to tell him, we had stopped walking and were now standing under a tree that had been dropping orange leaves around us.

" you know you can tell me"

he grabbed my hand and held it, making my cold fingers start to feel warm, from his touch.

"Not now.. Okay, lets just say, something happened and everyone blamed me for it and now won't leave it be"

my eyes began to water, with my free hand I tried whipping the tears away, but they were just coming down like a water fall.

The sobbing started to, I let go of his hand and now used both to whip my eyes, the pain began to swell in my chest, and I fell to the ground.

The sobs were loud, and I felt stupid crying over it.

I could feel a hand rubbing my back, "it's okay.. It's okay" and just then he hugged me

" come here" and I turned myself so it wasn't as awkward as him hugging my side. My head was on his shoulder, and my tears gliding down his jacket. "I'm... " my voice grew shaky "I'm.. Sorry"

He moved me so I was looking at him " why are you sorry, you did nothing wrong. And what ever it is, don't be upset by it okay? It's in the past and you possibly couldn't do anything about it" he rubbed my back a bit more, and hugged me tight.

"Do you want to keep moving?" I thought for a second, then nodded. So he helped me up, and off we went, but he still kept his arm around me I guess for comfort or something.

We didn't talk for the rest of the way, we just kept silent. I kept looking forwards, but I was pretty sure josh would look at me for a few seconds and then look away .

We finally got to my house, but I didn't want to go in, and I didn't want to leave josh. I looked up at him and before I could say anything he asked " would it be okay if I came inside with you?"

This kind of made me backtrack.

"Yeah I guess, my moms not home but, my step dad is always home. But I guess you should be warned he doesn't really like other people" I wanted him to come in, but I didn't want him to meet the asshole inside.

He gave me a smile, and kissed me on the cheek and said " well, I don't want to be rude and intrude on inside and make him angry so I will leave. Okay?" I nodded, "okay, goodnight" he gave me another kiss on the cheek and off he went.

I let out a big sigh, and watched him all the way till he turned the corner. As I turned back towards the house I could see my light was on upstairs. What the fuck.

I walked in and no one was in the living room, which kind of concerned me. I slowly walked up the stairs, and I could see a shadow of someone in my room.

As I moved closer, I could hear things being dropped.

I finally entered my room and there he was. Standing above my dresser, going threw my drawers.

"What the fuck do you think your doing?!" I screamed as I ran towards him trying to get him away from my stuff, pulling on his arm, and tugging on his shirt. He pushed me down making me land on the floor.

I kicked at his legs to hopefully get him to lose his balance but it didn't work. He turned around and his eyes were wide. " where the hell were you?! You were gone all day and you know I have needs!"

That about made me barf hearing him say that " I'm not your fucking play toy jackass! " I scurried to get up but it was already too late, he grabbed my ankle and pulled me towards where he was now sitting. He hit me across the face.

I could feel my lip bleeding now, but I still tried to get out, but this time he was too strong. He pined me down and began to take off my jeans, I tried to claw at his face, getting a couple good marks in, but before I knew it, he had my head in his hand and hit it across my dresser nocking me out cold.

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When I finally woke up, my floor was covered in blood. What seemed to be my blood not sure from where, I was on my stomach and I knew my pants were gone and so was my underwear.

I leaned up, and also notice my shirt was gone as well, but not my bra.

I tried moving, but my whole lower area was sore. But I moved threw the pain, and scuffled to my bathroom, and leaning into my bathtub. Turned on the taps and tried washing the blood off of me and hopefully sooth it.

I bit my lip in pain and my eyes began to water again.