Jane was home alone when she heard a knock on her door. Reluctantly she opened it even though she had a fairly good idea who was on the other side. "Brian I told you not to come back here" he replied forcing his way into her house "yeah yeah I heard you the first time bitch" he opened her fridge and grabbed a beer. Jane cringed as she heard the hiss of the can. "Just take your drink and get out". He turned toward her and knocked her to the ground. she burst into tears and he walked towards the the door his laugh like a knife in her ears. The door slammed shut and she picked herself from the floor and bolted her front door. "Why do I always answer the door to him?" "why am I so afraid?" "How do I get out of this". She can still hear his voice. "if you tell anyone the bruises will be the least of your worries". She shook her head to clear her thoughts. she looked at the clock, only 7:30. She took an ibuprofen and cried herself to sleep. The next morning her eye had already swelled and blackened. She tried to cover it with concealer but it was just too tender and inflamed. She washed away the make-up. In the car she could only think about what the guys at school would say or what her excuse would be. She fell that's the only excuse. She pulled into the school. Looked at Brian walk into the building and shuttered. she waited until she was sure he was gone and then went inside. First period she was questioned by Gabe and Trisha. "girl, what up with your eye" Gabe asked. "dude I fell down the stairs last night" she replied. Trisha stepped in "what did you land on, a fucking tungsten pipe or something. that looks really fuckin' bad." Gabe added "yeah did you at least go to the hospital or something?". "no, oh my god you guys are so funny". She sat down as the professor walked in. "hope you all had a good weekend" he started on his rant but Jane couldn't focus on anything but the thought that Brian would come back tonight. It seemed like almost no time passed when the bell rang. As Jane walked to her next class she ran into derrik. "OH perfect just what I need right now" she thought. "hey beautiful" derrik announced "I'm not in the mood right now dude just leave me alone" she deflected his comment. "I'm sorry" he said as looked into her eyes "whoa who f'd up your eye?" he questioned "what!? oh this no I fell down my stairs" she laughed nervously. "no way girl someone popped you good. I can even see the knuckle marks." "no way, nothing happened" she claimed "ok whatever but tell me did you at least kick her ass" he joked but he looked at the fear on her face and knew this was something bigger. He knew about her and Brian's history and how abusive he could get. Before she walked away "hey! I'm having trouble with my math homework can you help me out I'll come over to your place tonight at say 8ish?" she said with relief "how about 7!" she hoped she wouldn't have to worry about Brian tonight and secretly derrik did too. That night she waited with her doors locked until derrik showed up at 7. He parked his car right out front so Brian could know someone was there. His knock on the door made Jane freeze in horror but she looked out the window and saw his car. She opened the door and pulled him inside then locked the door behind him trying not to raise suspicion. They sat at the kitchen table and started to study. When they heard glass breaking "Hey whore why don't you send lover-boy out here to kick my ass" another shatter. Derrik stands up and Jane says "you don't have to do this" derrik replied "yes I do. it's why I'm here" Derrik heroically walks outside and approaches Brian "Hey dickhead leave the lady alone" "she's not a lady she's a filthy whore bitch" Brian replies so Jane can hear. Brian motions to Derriks car and says "prove me wrong 'loverboy'" Derrik looks at his car and sees "LOVERBOY" scratched across the doors. Brian waves his keys at Derrik and chuckles "see I'm too good for you to beat me I'm too str...ghg" Derrik punches Brain straight in his mouth "you need to shut the fuck up" Brian tries to stand back up but Derrik stomps his full weight on Brian's back "how dare you lay your filthy hands on a lady" Derrik grabs his hair and lifts him off the ground "how dare you lay your filthy hands on my car." Derrik grabs Brian by the throat and squeezes until a squeal is let out. "I'm going to show you how you've hurt others" he smashes his fist into Brian's eye. Brian tries to scream and only manages to release a grueling gargle. Derrik tears the keys from Brian's hand. "so you like to label thing's. me too" Derrik forces Brians face into the sidewalk and digs his heel into the back of his head. He pulls Brian's shirt up and pushes the key into his flesh. "A" Derrik started to spell letter by letter. "S" he continued. "S" "yeah that's right scream. Hey buddy what letter comes next". "H". "O". "L". "E". "Yeah, now you know how Jane feels. And now you know how my car feels." "ASSHOLE" He read the word on his back. "Hmm. that doesn't really capture your whole essence. what else do I write" " how about Womenbeater, right across your chest." Just then Derrik was tackled and he saw a police car. Someone had called the cops and now Derrik was being arrested for assault and attempted murder. Brian was taken to the hospital and he died from brain damage. Jane dropped out of school and started seeing a therapist. After years of treatment Jane started going back to school. on her first day back she started seeing Brian and Derrik everywhere she looked. She had no friends and no one to talk to she was so afraid. That night she heard a knock on her door. She opened her door and no one was there she walked outside and felt a hand on her shoulder. she hears only two words "Hi Beautiful".
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Deja Vu My Love
Short StoryThis was my first ever attempt at writing a graphically detailed story. It was inspired by a discussion we had in class about domestic violence. It was meant to end with the death of all three main characters but that seemed lazy. I decided to try m...