Amelia-Rose
*One week later*
I hear a faint knock on my bedroom door and hear someone walk in knowing I wasn't going to reply, I haven't spoken to anyone in a week, I've stayed where I'am now, scrunched up in bed not cry, not moving, not doing anything. Just staring at the wall. I feel the bed dip and someone place a gentle hand on my shoulder.
"Amelia." Kyle called softly. But I don't reply, I have no effort or strength to.
"The dinner called. Are you going into today? I think you should." He suggest encouragingly. I just shake my head no, I hear him sigh and get up to leave, when he get's to the door he stops.
"At least try and get dress." He softly encourages, I hear the door softly shut and I curl up into a ball.
*Three days later.*
I slowly peel the covers off myself and walk into my bathroom. I look at the girl in the mirror, her hair in a tangled mess, puffy red eyes, you can practically see the smell coming off her. Gross. I sigh to myself and realize how pathetic I look, I slowly undress and get in the shower. My brother constantly ask me what happened but I don't talk, I can't.
"Life is like a rainbow. You need both the sun and the rain for the colors to appear." Reece's calm words repeat in my mind.
I'll find the rainbow. But right now I'm in the drought.
*A month later*
I haven't heard from Jason or seen him. But I still thought of him, like a stain on a white dress you can't get rid off.
I finally getting dress and doing things, slowly but surely. Today I decide to go back to working at the dinner, to get rid of every trace of Jason. Doesn't mean I won't miss him. But I think I'm finally getting my rainbow.
When I each the dinner it's quite and not busy at all, I start to take orders of people. My life started to slip back to normal.
*10 months later*
"Hey babe." Liam greets me wrapping his hands round my waist and kissing my cheek. I smile up at him and carry on with stacking the coffee cups in the dinner.
"Geez get a room." Sarah laughs at us. Although it's layered with jealousy?
"Shut up blondie." I retort shaking of her unwelcoming feeling.
Me and Liam have been dating for a while now, it's nice I guess. He can be a bit possessive, but he loves me. He really loves me.
*Two years later*
I lock up the dinner that I had just finished cleaning start my journey back to mine and Liam's apartment. We moved in to a place together about a year ago, at first I wasn't sure but I thought I might as well take the risk. Everything was great at first, we were like a cute old couple that always had fun, it was like living with your best friend. But the past year things changed Liam became distant. He'd work later each night and come home drunk. He would have random business trips at the weekend. When I asked him a but it he got angry and hit me. He said he was sorry, but then it started to become a frequent thing, he doesn't let me love the house over then when I go to work, he won't let me have a car. He wont let me see my brothers. And I'm constantly covered in bruises. I would leave him, but then my brothers would think I was weak and pathetic for not standing up for myself.
I call Sarah in hopes she would come over so I wouldn't have to face Liam. But it went straight to voice mail. That's another thing, Sarah has been distant too and when she is around she's super bitchy. But she's the only other person Liam let's me talk to.
I cross the red lights and walk up to my apartment building, when I reach the apartment I notice the doors unlocked, strange I thought Liam was at work. When I walk in I notice two red whine glasses left on the side next to a girls purse?
I hear noises coming from the bedroom. Is he? No. I walk to the room and the noises get louder, I hear moans and grunts. I slam the door open and I'm shocked to see Sarah and Liam having sex. The both look at me shocked and guilty.
"Why'd you stop it was just getting good." I snap beyond pissed off.
"Am-" Sarah steps towards me.
"Don't!" I shout. She jumps back afraid.
"I put up with your abuse and shit for nearly three years!" I scream at Liam. I was no longer scared of him.
"Fuck you!" I scream and punch him in the right eye, he stumbles back. I turn and leave them both there storming out of the apartment and running down the stairs.
"Amelia!" I hear Liam call after me. I run faster leaving him behind. Angry tears stream down my face.
I keep running till I'm in a park, a park I avoided since Jason. I walk over to the lake were we went on our date. I stand and look across the lake tears streaming down my face that I can't control.
YOU ARE READING
Running Out Of Time
Teen FictionEveryone thinks life is a game to find love, I don't play games. There must be more to life than falling in-love, I never want to fall in-love, the thought makes me sick. He wanted to play the game of love, and his was a game I defiantly didn't want...