A/N: It's been almost five months since I've updated, and I'm super sorry. Things have just gotten extremely hectic, and I've just completely forgotten about this story. But, for those you who still read it, I've been told to give a quick recap, which I will gladly do. So, enjoy! :)
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Recap: One day, Blake came home mad, as usual. He accused me of taking his drugs, even he knew that was a lie, I never took drugs, nor will I ever. I argued that I didn't, he argued that I did. That ended up with me on the floor, being kicked in the face a couple times before he went to other parts of my body. I tried blocking the blows, but they came too quick, and I was in too much pain to put any real effort into it. So an hour later, give or take, he finally wore himself out. I felt like I was on the verge of dying. That was the worst that he's ever beat me. Crouching down beside me, he picked up my limp head by my hair, whispered something in my ear before slamming my head down, and storming out the house.
By then, I was on the last straw, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't kill Blake, I wouldn't kill Blake, but I'd help myself. Quite literally, I dragged myself and crawled into my bedroom. I tried standing, but my efforts were futile. My heart couldn't take anymore pain, so with the painkillers in one of my shaky hands and my phone in the other, I dialed the only person that I had left.
Dani.
She picked up on the seventh ring. I remember her voice, so soothing and soft. I remember the exact moment that I told her that I loved her, and that I was sorry for everything and letting it all happen. I remember her confusedly telling me to shut up. I remember telling her that I didn't want to be here anymore. I remember her trying to calm me down, and tell me that I just wasn't thinking right. I laughed, no humor in it in any way. I shook the bottle in the receiver, asking her if she heard it. She replied that she did. I asked her if there was anything that she wanted to say to Mom and Dad before I hung up, but she just yelled at me and told me to stop fucking around.
I assured her that I wasn't, and that I was sorry and that I hoped one day that she'd forgive me for my mistakes. I left her no room to talk as I told her to make sure that Owen knew his aunt, JJ wasn't born yet, though she was pregnant with him, and that Jesse treated her right. I hung up after that, downing all the pills in that bottle. Slowly, I relished in the feeling of the pain subsiding. I had the faintest smile on my lips as I crept into unconsciousness.
"My sister found me, needless to say. She put her and her family's life in danger to save me. I was in the hospital for a couple of weeks, getting my stomach pumped daily. And while everyone was against me, my sister never sided with them. She always told me to ignore them, and that if I had no one else, then I had her. I know that I hurt her, and I know that she'll probably never get over that day, but I still love her. She even let me stay at her house in order for me to heal. She took care of me like my own mother would have."
I wiped at my nose, hiccuping as I did so. Never have I ever opened up that much to anyone before.
Ever.
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"Hey." Lucas greeted, planting a kiss on my cheek as he opened the truck door for me.
I couldn't help the way I flung myself into his arms. I needed his touch right now, any kind or gentle touch for that matter. He seemed taken aback by the force of the hug, yet it didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around me. I rested my head in the crook of his neck, slowly inhaling his scent.
