The boy in apartment 101 » Narry

Chapter 5

"Liam, stop!" once again, I had to beg, beg for him to stop yelling, beg for him to not hit me again.

I thought things would get better, I thought he wanted to get better. He even told me so! After I came home from the hospital a few days ago, we sat down and talked about the help he could get, he looked me in the eyes and said that he wanted it more than anything. Words couldn't describe how happy I was at that moment... how could I let myself believe everything would be fine again. 

Yesterday I even called Harry to let him know that Liam accepted his offer, he sounded very relieved and told me his co-worker would get back to me in one or two days with more information about a rehab clinic. The world rehab sounded wrong, I didn't like it, but that was exactly where Liam had to go. 

But, here we were again. The man that fucking promised to never hurt me again, stood just a few feet away, ready to let his fist collide with my already bloody face. 

This morning things were fine, for the first time in forever we laid in bed together, cuddling. I... almost felt safe, a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. 

"How the hell do you think I have money to pay for your stupid hospital bill?!" he shouted out, the smell of alcohol spreading around the whole apartment. 

"I'm s-sorry! I'll find a w-way to pay for it." I said, knowing I wouldn't be able to do that. 

"HOW?! you don't have a job!"

Was he serious? 

"Well that's your fault, because you won't let me get one!" I yelled back, feeling more angry than scared at this point. "If I had a fucking job, then we actually would be able to buy food for one week, it would make things so much easier."

Liam gave me a death glare, "Don't you yell at me! Who do you think would hire you? You can't do anything... well except for sucking dick, but I don't think being a prostitute would give you much money, not when you look like that."

Did he just fucking say that? 

Something inside me exploded, and before I even knew it, I swung at him, my fist landing on his left cheek. Never had I hit him before, but never had I been this angry. My sudden actions made him wince in pain, "How does that feel? Not so great, huh?" I wanted to hit him again, but... I wasn't like him. 

"What the fuck?!" he grabbed my arm, pulling me so quickly towards him that I ended up falling to the floor, "you'll regret that!" he growled, and he was right, I'd regret even thinking about hurting him.

Liam started punching me, not just in the face, but also on my stomach, shoulders, basically anywhere his fists could reach. "You worthless piece of shit!" he spat while grabbing onto my hair, pulling it so harshly that I first now let myself scream in pain. 

"L-Liam." I chocked out, fighting back the tears that so badly wanted to escape. 

"Shut up!" he hit me hard in the face, hard enough to make me pass out. 

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The cold air found its way through the fabric of my blue jacket, quickly wrapping itself around my already trembling body. The fact that it was raining didn't make anything better, but at least the rain hid the tears that were streaming down my cheeks. 

Each step I took, hurt. But I forced myself, I had to. When I woke up on the floor in pain, to later realize that I had been raped when I was completely out of it, that was the last draw. I was done with this kind of life, I was done with Liam. So I left while he was sleeping, just leaving everything behind, nothing that I needed though.