The Lost Boy

Free-II

I went into the kitchen, got out a glass and filled it it water, that reminded me, our water bill is nearly overdue there was no way we were going to be able to pay for it.

We had no one to care for us or help us. We only had eachother to lean on. Of course I couldn't lean on James though that would be "slack" of me.

We had lost most of our income since James got me fired and it definitely did not help that he had lost his job too.

Oh crap i was dreaming again I quickly looked over to James, he was pacing towards me swiftly raising his arm, he was going to hit me.

I panicked and dropped the glass, it smashed on the floor making glass and water go everywhere. I closed my eyes and braced for impact.

It hurt.

The red mark slaped across my arm was going to be there for a while. To remind me of my mistakes James would tell me.

I couldn't help it, you would think after being hit this many times I would have been stronger but I just wasn't. The tears rolled down my cheeks as he grabed me and shook me about.

I hated it I hated James, he would be so happy and calm then suddenly snap it drove me crazy.

"PATHETIC" James screamed "now clean up this bloody mess!". He was bright red and was spitting everywhere.

I tried to pull myself out of his grasp, he was holding onto my arms tightly.

I started to violently shake him off me he didn't like that, he let go of my arms and gave me a huge shove.

I flew backwards into the counter behind me, I yelled in pain as my back hit the hard bench.

He backed off me a bit, like he was processing what he had done, but then he noticed me looking and scowled.

I started to cry more now, I tried to stand up but my back hurt too much. I practically crawled to the cabinet where the dustpan was, I managed to sweep up most of the glass, I grabbed a teatowel and soaked up the water.

then I realised I wasn't going to put up with James anynore.  I was going to do something about my life, I stood up.

"James" I started, I was trembling. "Stop it Amanda" he growled "Dont try make me feel sorry for you! You brought it apon yourself."

I wiped the tears off my face just in time to see him raise his arm. I ducked missing his swing, his arm flew just above my head.

I was so angry he couldn't treat me like this it was evil! I had, had enough.

"GET OUT" I screamed the words seemed to hang in the air.

"You heard me James... leave"

He looked so shocked, his mouth dropped open I had never stood up to him like this before.

Then his eyes turned from shock to confusion, from confusion to hatred.

"NO" he screamed "I moved into YOUR house because YOU LOVE ME" he seemed so outraged that I had kicked him out.

"James this is my house and I am telling you to leave" I was trying to keep calm as I didn't want him to hurt me.

"No Amanda YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND, YOU will do as I SAY"
with that he stepped closer to me and stood tall, he towerd above me but I wasn't having it, I kicked his knee and he came crashing down.

He stood up almost instantly and grabbed my shirt around the neck, He pulled me close to him and stared dead at my eyes.

I pushed at his hand so he would let go but he wasn't giving in. I let out a small whimper as he looked like he was about to push me.

But instead he looked to the side and shuddered, he let go of my shirt and shook himself a bit.

I decided to run if he wasn't going to leave then I was. I sprinted past him and towards the door I endned up banging into it and started fiddling with the door handle.

Just as I had managed to open it James grabbed my arm and pulled me back, I slammed into him and quickly turned around to look at him.

He was looking at me as if he was angry but he looked sad at the same time.

I was confused I didn't know what to do he was holding my arm so tightly I was afraid to move.

He stared at me for a minute he was breathing heavily and looked as if he wanted to say something.

I was extremely uncomfortable and was unsure of what to do.

He seemed to pickup on what I was thinking.

He let me go reluctantly looked at the door and started to make his way over to it.

He cleared his throat then said "fine Amanda I'll leave, I'll do fine without you maybe even great in your abscence, I mean its not like I love you."

He shook himself off and walked out the front door camly.

He didn't love me, that stung.

Before he changed he would tell me how much more I was worth than the stars, the sun and he was cuddling me. Now he's left me here telling me opposite.

I walked over and sat on the couch as the tears poured down my face I heard him start his car and drive away, he was probably going to stay in a hotel or something,

well thats better then him staying here.