She Who Saved Me.

Getting my phone back..

I woke up the next morning sore as hell. Like I had run a marathon or something. Then I suddenly sat up ignoring the pain searching for my phone. What if I had slept through Eli's morning call? He's called every morning at eight to make sure I was awake. I threw my covers on the floor like a crazy person searching for it. Then I saw the end of my charger and instantly jumped to the floor to check under my bed but still not there. I stood up trying to play it cool by running my hand through my hair before throwing myself through my door and to the bathroom.

Then it hit me. The memories hit me so strong I had to lean up against the wall to steady myself. The world was spinning as I began to slide down the wall. I had run from Eli. I had said it was over and left my phone at his house. Suddenly I felt happiness, relief and an odd kind of sadness. I was alone. This was a new feeling.

But then I remembered the petite blonde girl I ran into during my escape. Her name was... Jamie? Yeah, I mean after that dream how could I forget? I thought back to her hand in mine and blushed to myself. Her hand was so warm and it brought an electric shot through my body. Slowly I began to wonder if that meant I was g--.

The doorbell rang and interrupted my thoughts. Who could it be at ten in the morning?

"Izzy! Isadora!Eli's here to see you," Mom yelled up the stairs. My heart began to beat rapidly as I threw the cover back over my head. This wasn't happening. This wasn't happening I screamed to myself. Dread was just flowing through me freely. I felt frozen like I couldn't even make a complete thought.

"Izzy he is just here to return your phone," She yelled up the stairs.

Now that temporarily distracted me. My phone was like a third arm and without it I don't feel hole. I threw the cover off ready to go down and get it. But that lasted for a second when I felt soreness of my lower back set in as I sat up. I wondered if he fractured something back there. Wouldn't surprise me, that idiot. I shook my head clearing my head of that thought. Then I stopped realizing I could say and think whatever I wanted.

Carefully I pushed myself off the bed, trying to stop my legs from shaking. I went to my closet and pulled out the largest hoodie I could find and put it on. It came down to my knees, covering up my body as well as my bruises. Now would not be a good time for Mom to find out when I finally got away. But the hoodie had been my dads and I brought the sleeve up to my nose and already knew the last of scent was long gone. Scanning my reflection once more I noticed that unconciously a tear had begun to fall. I wiped it away and opened my door.

I stepped out into the hallway and the sound of heart beating a million miles a hour filled my ears. Ever step I took seemed to echo back to me. The suspense was knotting up my stomach bit by bit. I didn't think he would hurt me here, but at school and anywhere else I was fair game. What if he made a threat today? Or tried to get back with me? Ew. That thought sent a violent shiver through me.

I walked down the stairs clenching my hands tighter as I lowered myself onto the bottom step. What was wrong with me? I was willingly walking into my own personal nightmare. Was my phone really worth that? Hell no. I turned around to run like there was no tomorrow.

"Izzy!" I heard and I froze. Fear took over and I slowly turned around.

I cringed as my eyes registered what I was seeing. A smiling Eli was standing about a foot away with his arms wide open. My stomach dropped as he seemed like everything was okay. Like we weren't over and he had never hurt me.

What the heck? Why wasn't he angry? He had never hid his anger before. Unless he think's he will win later.

"Where's my phone?" I asked in a mumble not meeting his eye.

He reached into his pocket and pulled it out but didn't put it out like he was going to hand it to me. I looked at him curiously seriously wondering what he was up to. He took a step near me and I began to back away. His hand grabbed for my waist and pulled me to him but softly. My mind was screaming to get away. My eyes went large and I stared at him as he pulled me into an embrace.

"No!" I screamed pushing away from him. I grabbed my phone and ran up the stairs. He had let me go thank god.

"Goodbye Eli," I heard my Mom say as he left. She was oblivious to anything that had just gone on. I put my phone down and crawled back into my bed. I curled up in a tiny ball and cried. It was a hard cry that I had been holding for so long. For everything that had gone on for almost two years of my life. My Mom never noticing, kids at school not caring enough to ask and Eli for putting me through it. I dug my nails into my hand to try and slow the crying. I was shaking and hyperventilating and the pain in my palm was slowing it down. A small part of me wished that someone, anyone would notice what was happening to me.

Then I remembered Andy. The guy friend that Eli had forbidden me from the other night. I crawled to floor and searched for my phone finding it on top of a bunch of notebooks. They were filled with so many sad thoughts and wishes. I grabbed my phone and jumped back on the bed.

Andy: Why? What's going on? Is it Eli again?

Andy: Get to me when you can

Andy: Please talk to me so I know your okay

Andy: Your my bestfriend chick if he makes this happen I don't know how I will ever forgive you

I took a deep breath. Andy had been my best friend ages before Eli. I had girl friends who I had sleep overs with and went shopping with but they weren't as close. Eli had been taunting me with the idea of keeping me away from Andy forever but he had never tried until that night for whatever reason.

Me(to Andy): We're over.

Did I mention he knew what Eli did to me? The only human being who did know. He didn't know the full extent but enough to be scared of pissing Eli off by doing something to me. I shuddered at the thought of Andy trying to stop Eli.

Andy reminded me a lot of myself. A lot of people said we could be twins if it weren't for our eyes. He was about my height and build except for obvious masculine features. His hair was below his ears, and a shade of lighter brown then mine. The biggest difference was our eyes, he had sky blue eyes. I would kill for eyes those pretty but he disagreed saying my emerald were better. For arguement's sake I agreed but other then that I knew it was a lie.

But he wasn't muscular or tall like Eli. He was snappy and overprotective but he knew he couldn't stop him. On my worst days he would threaten to call the police and once I almost agreed but then decided there was nothing they could do.

One thing to understand though. Andy was strictly a friend, I had no thoughts about him in that way. Even when he was at his sweetest I felt nothing. He knew this and sometimes I wondered if his feelings were quite the opposite but didn't feel the need to pry.

Andy: For real?

I sucked in a breath not sure. As much as I wanted to say yes what if Eli wouldn't let it be?

Me: Yes. He will never hurt me again.

It was a big lie. I rolled off my bed and ran for my bathroom. I shook for a moment and then threw up. I looked in the mirror wondering how to break this habit. Because in that moment he was hurting me.

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But anyway I hope you guys liked this one. It was a little bit longer. I'm trying to find a poem for the next upload and failing. What you guys think anyway? I know there was no Jamie but she will return later. What you think of the ending twist? Eating disorder maybe?