Scars (Soon to be Deleted!)

Prologue

WARNING
The first chapter of this story contains a rape scene, which i understand can make some people upset or uncomfortable, if so, don't read this chapter. You can message me so you find out the important parts if you still want to read the story. Enjoy!

I parked my 2001 Jeep Cherokee in the driveway of my house, waiting patiently for the engine to cut off. It was a big car, but I liked the space.

As the engine settled itself down, I exit and make way to the doorstep.

As I went to open the door, I realized it was already unlocked. That's weird... No one else is home?

I walked through the entrance and headed toward the kitchen.

Standing in the kitchen, I glanced into the living room, noticing a body laying on the couch.

So I screamed.

This person turned around, and I then realized that it was just my boyfriend.

"Aiden," I questioned. "What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

He grins, "I was checking up on you. You didn't answer any of my messages. Where were you?"

"Umm... I was with a friend..." I trailed off.

"And who is this friend?" He asks, showing irritation.

"Well, his name is..."

"His? Its a guy? I thought I told you that you weren't allowed to talk to other guys, or hang out with them for that matter!" He spat out, as he got up from the couch, making his way towards me.

"Babe, it was for school... A project..."

Well shit, now he's right in front of me, showing very clear signs of anger.

"I don't care! It doesn't matter," he glares, "And also, you weren't supposed to leave here without letting me know, without my permission."

I rolled my eyes. Seriously? He does this all the time. Its really starting to get annoying. I know I should leave him, but I can't. I just can't.

"Really Aiden?" I asked, my turn to show my anger. "Who are you, my dad?"

Probably shouldn't have said that.

Before I had time to even process his emotions, I felt a heavy strike on my face, knocking me to the ground.

He hit me.

But it wasn't the first time.

I know how he is, I don't know why I encourage him. All it does is give me more bruises, more pain, more scars.

"You will not disrespect me like this, Jessie!" He spat, as he kicked me with great force.

I screeched in pain.

"Now get out of my sight, before I hurt you more!"

I knew he was dead serious, so even though it hurt to even breathe, I scrambled to my feet and took off for my room, shutting the door and throwing myself on my bed, drowning myself in an ocean of tears.

~

About ten minutes later, Aiden came into my room.

He walked over to the side of my bed, standing over me.

"I believe you owe me for what you did." He simply stated.

Really? For what I did. Pfft I didn't do anything.