Chapter 2

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It was Halloween when I came down from my high with Stephan. 

Things had been...different. I suppose you could say. All I know is he wasn't the same person I had met back and middle school. He was more secretive, like he was trying to hide something from me. I could see a bit of guilt in his eyes from time to time. I didn't understand it. 

When he was in the shower, I decided to set him up a sweet little message for him to see whenever I left. 

That's when I went to his text messages and nearly snapped his phone in two. Stephan walked in and saw me clenched teeth and all. 

Once our eyes made contact, I went on a rampage. I chucked his phone at his head with all my force. I broke down crying and hitting him. I needed to get out of there. I didn't want to cause too big of a scene; so I grabbed my bag and nearly sprinted out of the door. Stephan followed right on my heels.

"Veda! Will you please calm your ass down and get back over here? It's almost 10:30, you can't just walk home. You don't even live that close!"

he continued to ramble on as I kept my pace even and tried to focus on something other that what he was saying and what I had just seen. 

"What are you even mad about babe?" He said as he caught up with me. I hated the fact that I wasn't fast. Even with my adrenaline pumping. 

He proceeded to wrap his arms around me and attempt to hold me close. 

I felt the defeat wash through my body. I didn't wanna walk, I wanted to lay in the middle of the road, cry, and then possibly get hit by a car. I gave in and sobbed into his chest. 

I quickly remembered why I stormed off in the first place though. I shoved him off of me. 

"GET OUT OF MY FACE! I don't want to see you, I don't want to think about you, I don't want anything to do with you. I can't believe you would even do that to me!"

He went in for another embrace to calm me down. That's when I punched him in the face. It was dark, but from the looks of it; I had hit the kid pretty hard. He touched his face and gave me one hard look. 

The next thing I felt was his fist connecting to my nose and my face hitting the pavement. 

"Fuck you. You stupid bitch. Stay out here for all I care. Are you upset about those messages? Go cry about it while I get it in with them." He shot the words out like venom. I don't know how he didn't throw up after saying them. Unless he felt good saying them. He kicked me hard in the stomach and I whimpered in pain. I wasn't giving up that easily. Even though I was vaulnerable, I quickly retaliated. 

"That all you got?" I looked up at him with a smirk. I wasn't going to let him win. 

"Is that the only comeback you can think of?" 

"If you wanted some come back, you should've just licked your lips." I spat back at him. A small impish grin at the corner of my lips. I knew I'd pay for it, but it was worth it. He was stronger than me, but he was no where near more clever. I saw the rage fume in his eyes. He hated it when you did something to question his man hood. 

 His foot connected to the same spot in my stomach that he'd kicked before. I heard it crack and cried out in agony. Then after one more blow to my stomach, damaging it further, he was done. He muttered something along the lines of "Dumb bitch" as he walked off, but I was too focused on the excruciating pain in my chest and stomach. 

I never tried to get up. I laid in the road for what seemed like hours with my nose and lip a bloody mess. Oddly enough, I found the blood spattered pavement to be much more comforting than Stephan's arms. I saw a light from a far distance. I couldn't tell what it was, but I was almost positive that it meant that I was nearly dead. 

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