Room 207 // a.i

Black Eye

I woke up in my own bed and I was surprised. Although I absolutely hate frat guys, that was actually kind of fun last night. I don't remember much of it but I do remember having a special moment with Ashton.

I get out of my bed and I go down the hall to the bathroom and begin to brush my teeth and then I shower. Once I was done getting ready, I walk back to my room to see Ashton sitting on my bed.

"W-what are you doing here?" I ask while tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

He laughs before answering, "Well, it was 1 pm so I wanted to make sure you were up. Especially after last night."

"Thank you for taking me back last night."

"It's not a problem at all. I just hope you had fun!" He smiles.

My phone begins to ring and I answer it.

"Hello? Okay... Okay... Yeah, I'll meet you in 20. See ya soon." I hung up the phone and saw Ashton staring at me with a confused look upon his face.

"Oh, that was Rick. Rick and I have been seeing each other for a few weeks now." I hesitantly say.

"But the way you were dancing last night... with other guys."

"It's complicated and I got to go. Thank you again." I rush out of the room. Wanting to avoid any further questions.

I get in Rick's rusty pick up truck and prepare for the worst. Rick has always been a violent guy and it was hard to say no to him because he'd find some way to make my life a living hell.

"What the hell were you doing at a party last night? Dancing with other guys? Peter told me everything. You're such a slut." He turns to me and slaps me. "Are you gonna say anything? Like maybe sorry? You're such a fucking bitch." He then gives me a straight punch to the face.

Tears are rolling down my cheeks but I quickly wipe them off, "I'm sorry."

"You're lucky I'm picking you up, otherwise you would've had to stay here for two weeks. I'm the best, aren't I?"

"I don't wanna stay with you," I mumble.

"What the hell did you just say?"

I don't reply and there's dead silence in the truck.

He grabs my head and turns it towards his face, "Tell me what the fuck you just said."

"I don't wanna stay with you. I'm fine here." He slaps me again and my whole face just stings and feels swollen. I start crying my eyes out. I wanted to be away from him.

He starts the truck and finally leaves the parking lot we were in.

As my crying dies down, we enter his apartment and everything is a mess. The smell is awful and his place is just ugly. It felt like a prison. Oh wait, it was my prison.

I sit on the couch, staring at the walls.

Then there was a knock on the door.

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It's been awhile!

I hope you guys like it so far and I'm sorry for short chapters but that's my kind of style.

I'll try and update more since I have more time now! Senior year woot woot:)