kayla
I grabbed my jacket and walked away quickly avoiding any eye contact.
"Kayla, no wait!" Jack yelled chasing after me. I sped up my pace but I knew it wasn't fast enough.
My eyes began to sting not long after tears started forming. I sniffed quietly wiping my tear away. It all makes sense now, why he looked familiar when I first saw him. It's not because of Sam after all.
flashback
"Jack!" I whimpered crying. I hugged my legs trying to hide myself.
"Please stop!" I begged him. He came closer to me.
"I still wonder why you're living!" He yelled. He swung his arm and slapped me in the face. My cheek burned intensely.
"Jack..." I cried.
"Shut up!" My Dad yelled coming inside the room with my mum following behind.
"Good luck." Jack smirked and walks away.
"I wonder why we haven't killed you yet." My Dad said. His breath blowing into my face, his hot breath against my skin. The smell of alcohol fills my nose. No... he's drinking.
I cried harder scooting away as much as possible.
"Don't try to escape me!" He angrily said holding his beer bottle.
"Help please!" I screamed trying to call for anyone even though I knew it isn't going to work.
"Shut up!" My Dad said throwing his bottle at me, I felt it shatter across the wall behind me. Sharp shards scraped against my skin. I felt blood seeping out of my cuts.
"Stop!" I shrieked.
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"Kayla!" Jack said. I can't run now, Jack's grip was firmly around my arm.
"I'm sorry," He said pleadingly.
"I can't believe you're here, don't touch me!" I mumbled. I tried to pull my arm away from his grip.
"No Kayla please, I'm not like that anymore. I'm different, I changed can't you see that? I'm not going to hurt you ever again I promise." He said.
I shook my head repeatedly trying to fight the past memories that were flooding into me, hitting me like bricks.
"Jack stay away from her!" I heard Cameron yell. My grip was ripped off of Jack by Cameron while he held me protectively.
"What did you do to her?" Cameron asked angrily.
He pulled me closer to his chest rubbing my back as I sob.
"What's going on?" Aaron asked walking towards us with all the boys trailing behind. My head starting throbbing. I felt my anxiety growing once again.
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"Jack stop!" I screamed walking back home quickly. He grabbed my arm tightly causing me to stop.
"I said come here!" He whispered harshly in my ear making sure no one hears him.
"Can't you see I'm trying to get myself home?" I whispered trying to pull away from his grip.
"No!" He yelled pushing me against the walls.
"Listen to me and listen to me carefully!" He yelled through his clenched jaw. His hands firmly gripped around my throat.
"C-Can't breathe..." I struggled to say.
"Does it look like I give a fuck?" He slapped my cheek.
