Cincinnati Boy

Chapter 13

ERICA'S POV

Me, Jon, and Joe all decided to go on a walk through the woods. I was a very adventurous girl. I was a stuck up white girl; I was from the South. I took risks and shit. We were all walking through the trees and bushes. "Erica, you're such a special girl." Joe said to me. I looked at him. He nodded, "Jon hasn't been this in love with someone since he was with Sierra." I stopped in my tracks. "Who's Sierra..?" They both stopped and looked at me. I was focused on Jon answering this one. He had a bit of worry in his eyes. "Erica.." He walked over to me. "Who is Sierra?" I repeated. "My ex." He simply stated. I just stood there, waiting for more details. "I loved her. Listen, I try to forget about her and I-" I shoved him out of the way and stomped away into the forest. "Erica!" I heard him yell. I didn't do anything. I kept walking. I didn't know where, but I kept walking. I felt lightheaded because it was getting dark and I didn't know where I was. I felt someone touch me then I got shoved against a tree. "Fuck." I looked down at my arm which was bleeding from the rough scrape against the tree. I looked into Jon's eyes then turned away. He had a pissed off look on his face. "Let me fucking finish." He gripped my wrists and I yelped in pain. "Erica." He held my wrists with one hand and then forced us to lock eyes. "I tried to forget about her because I-" He shut up. "You what?" I felt tears rolling down my face from the pain he was causing me in my wrists. "I hurt her... physically." I gulped. He was basically doing the same to me right now. "I'm sorry." He tried to kiss me. I finally got free of his grip and dodged his kiss. I stepped a few steps back, rubbing my wrists. Here approached Joe beside him. I turned and walked away. "Look what you fucking did, you idiot!' I heard Jon shout from a distance at Joe.

I walked through the front door of my house that I was finally at. It was pouring down rain and I had walked 10 miles all the way here. I shivered as I saw Caro. "Erica, what.. where the fuck have you been??" She helped take my jacket off which was soaked. "Go get changed." She told me. I walked upstairs into my room and took off my clothes. I slipped some pajama pants on and then put a tank top on. I looked down at my wrists; they were already forming bruises. I walked downstairs and sat on the couch beside Caro. "What happened?" I sat there and told her what was wrong. She hugged me tightly and I couldn't help but burst into tears. I was in love with this guy deeply. She looked down at my wrists and kissed the bruises. "If he hurts you again, I swear to God, I'll murder him." I smiled weakly.

There was no other place for her to sleep so we've been sleeping in my king sized bed for the past couple of days. I ended up cuddling up to her at points because I was so used to someone's warmth being against my skin. She just shoved me off of the bed and apologized. She was a heavy sleeper. I couldn't go back to sleep after that time. I sat up and looked at my wrists. Caro turned to her side and looked up at me. "Stop thinking about him." She demanded. "I can't.." I admitted. "You have to. I know it's gonna be hard-" I interrupted her, "I love him." She stopped talking and sat up beside me. She wrapped her arm around me. I felt another tear go down my cheek and she wiped it away. "You're too beautiful to be crying like this." She told me. I swallowed hard. "I'm here for you.. I told you that 10 years ago when we met on the Internet. Now look at us. All grown up.. Living in the same state, talking to each other daily.." She went on. I had flashbacks of our Skype calls and stuff and smiled finally. "I love you." She hugged me. "Now get some sleep." She demanded. I crawled back under the covers and closed my eyes. I would've killed myself by now if it wasn't for her.