Thank You For Saving Me // Stauren

chapter one

Lauren's P.O.V

Life can be hard.

Sometimes it's too hard for you to handle.

So you may need someone to save you.

It was late. I was sat waiting for Jay, my boyfriend of three years, to get home. We had a huge row (once again), which ended with me on the floor, a bruised left cheek and tears down my face. I had no idea what was in store for me when he would get back, all I know is it wouldn't be pleasant.

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After a while of waiting, he stumbled through the door, the smell of alcohol immediately hitting my nose. It filled the room and made me want to leave but I couldn't. There's no doubt that he wouldn't let me.

"Where did you go?" I asked quietly with fear in my voice. I could feel myself shaking, afraid to even speak at all. But if I didn't, I wouldn't know anything.

"Where do you think?!" Jay almost yelled. The anger coated his voice as he said those four words.

"I'm sorry about earl--" before I could finish he cut me off. It wasn't surprising, he never listened to anything I had to say, mostly because he didn't care.

"Ok so this is how tonight's gonna go, I'm gonna go to sleep and you're gonna shut your fucking mouth. Ok? Because your voice.. it's just... so irritating. It makes me wanna gouge out my ears for gods sake!" Jay slurred, clearly too drunk to hand. In other words, he was struggling to stand up straight. I stood there. In silence. Not saying a thing.
"OK?!!" He simply got angry at me, once again just for not answering. It can get frightening from time to time.

I flinched and slightly nodded not showing the fear I felt until he started walking up to me. That's when I almost lost it and showed him my fear, but I couldn't do that. It would show him that I'm scared, which I didn't want happening. I kept thinking to myself, after everything, maybe this is it, maybe he's gonna take it too far.

He's tried before, why not now?

Steven's P.O.V
Me, Norman, Andrew, Emily and my girlfriend Molly were at my apartment. We were just hanging out and laughing together. I invited Lauren but she cancelled last minute. I tried calling her but her phone went straight to voicemail. I started to worry after a few calls. The main reason being I started to see bruises all over Lauren's arms, mostly on set, and she hasn't been herself recently. She's usually so talkative and ready to party but not anymore. Maybe she's hurt? I knew them bruises were from Jay, he was always around her, not letting anyone go near. I caught him shouting at her one time, then raising his hand as she flinched, then remembering they're I'm a public place.

"Hey Em?" Emily is Lauren's bestest friend they're practically unbiological sisters. She has to know something, right? They talk about everything.

"Yeah?" She answered in the nice tone she always has. She was always so cheery and joyful.

"Have you talked to Lauren? I tried but she won't answer" I simply needed an answer.

"Well she tex--" before Em could tell me, Molly cut her off.

"She's probably with her boyfriend. Don't worry about her" Molly said with a bitchy tone, sometimes I wish I could dump her. Then I heard her say under her breath
"She's just a fucking pain anyway, let her be the whore that she is." And with her little, snarky comment, I left. Where you may ask? To Lauren. My over protective gene kicking in.

Lauren's P.O.V
He pushed me to the floor then proceeded to kick me in the ribs multiple times despite that I did nothing wrong. He was kicking me with such anger and fury, like I had tried to kill him. To be honest I think he's trying to kill me, maybe one day he'll succeed.

Pray for that day.

As I start to slowly close my eyes and pass out from the amount of pain I was in, I hear a very familiar voice.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" Steven's voice bellowed through the apartment, leaving me to wonder how he got in. However he did so, I'm sure glad he did.

"None of you business! Now scurry off now!" Jay yelled at Steve and was about to kick me again until Steve pulled him away and punched him round the face.

"Get out of here. NOW!" Steve continued to shout, the angery expression on Jay's face, not softening. After a few moments, Jay slowly but surely walked out of my apartment, but not before muttering "I'll be fucking back".

"Lauren!?" Steve ran over to me as I silently sobbed. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tight. "It's ok, I'm here, it's over now." As he whispered them words into my ear, I felt a feeling wash over me, the feeling of being loved. For once. I never wanted to leave his arms, I wanted to stay there forever since I felt so protected and safe.

For a moment I asked myself, why would he do this for me?

Why would he save me?

--AN--
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