Chapter 1

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Skylar's POV

His gaze burned into my soul like fire. I never understand what i do wrong but it always ends up this way. Tyler's arm slowly raises up and his hand makes contact with my cheek. I winced and let out a shriek while falling to the floor in pain. I could already feel a tender spot forming where he hit me.

" You are a worthless piece of shit!" he spat at me. I let out a cry as he kicked me hard in my stomach.

" I'm sorry, " I barely whispered. Tears escaped my eyes and his repeated kicks started numbing my body. I'm definitely going to have trouble walking in the morning.

" You should be!" he shouted, spitting in my face. He kicked one last time before opening the door and slammimg it shut. I let out a hiss in pain as I slowly crawled over to my cell phone.

"Nicole," I croaked, "I need you to pick me up. With that i hung up and layed down flat on my back. Tears ran out of my eyes, staining my cheeks.

"Nicole please hurry" i muttered under my breath. I slowly and painfuly made it to my feet and prayed that Tyler wouldn't be back anytime soon. But with my luck, the door swung open revealing a drunk Tyler carrying a bottle of vodka.

"You!" he grunted,"get over here!" i limped uncertainly over to him. You never know what will happen when he is drunk. He lifted up the bottle,  but I didnt feel the sharp pain reach me. I looked up to see why and saw Nicole standing over Tyler with a vase in her hands. I ran to her and encapsutated her with my arms. We fell to the floor as I cried into her arms.

"Lets go home" she whispered into my ear. I nodded and we carefuly stepped over Tyler's uncontious body and walked outside. I took one last look at Tyler before closing the apartment door.

Nicole's POV

The call was unexpecting like many were. Tears escaped my eyes. My heart sank and I felt hopeless and weak. I knew things were'nt right but I never thought this would be the outcome.

My parents were getting a divorce and I was devestated. I knew they fought a lot, I knew that Dad didn't want me, but couldn't grasp the concept of it. I was misreable, nothing had ever made me this sad, even the skanks at school didn't make me feel this way.

I felt like it wasn't worth it...

My feet padded across the floor as i made my way to my nightstand for the tenth time. I picked up the little plastic tube that decided my fate.

 I dumped the whole jar into my hands and started to tremble. I put the pills at the entrance of my mouth when all of a sudden I heard Skylar's ringtone blaring in the background. I knew I should answer but I just wanted it to be over.

I put the pills back into the tube and tears  ran down my cheeks. I grabbed my keys and made myself walk out the door.

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