Love + Abuse

Love + Abuse Chapter 9

"Don't make me repeat myself Dinah." I put my head down and wiped my lips slightly. I heard the front door slam, either my mum or Liam had gone out.

"I love him..." I said to Dixon, I lifted my head back up and my sight became blurred from tears. I looked back at Ali and he held my hand and squeezed on it while smiling at me. Dixon marched further into the room with a face of death and pushed me to the floor so I was no longer blocking Ali, I nearly knocked my head on my bedside cupboard but landed just in front of it.

Dixon looked down at me and gave me a look of disgust as if I was s**t on the bottom of his shoe.

"How...could you go back to him? After EVERYTHING he's done to you. He ABUSED YOU! My little sister, what kind of SICK person does that?!" I looked around the room, trying to stare at anything...anyone, except Dixon. He made me feel uneasy and cowardly. His eyes were like knives, stabbing into me, drawing blood and pain. I could see from the corner of my eye, Ali was slowly trying to move towards the direction of the window, he obviously didn't wanna mess with Dixon while he was in this mood. Dixon's head turned back to face Ali as quick as a snake, his reflexes were sharp, nothing and no one could ever get past him. Dixon grabbed onto Ali's neck and started to choke him. Ali was trying to unclasp his hand so he could regain the oxygen he was losing.

"I'm going to kill you!" Dixon shouted. He said something else but I couldn't hear as a blast of music erupted into my ears from Liam's room. He was probably playing the x box, or PS3. (C.O.D)

"NO!" I screamed at Dixon. "Leave him alone! Please Dixon, you can't risk going back in bin (jail)." Dixon's eyes held no expression, I thought he hadn't heard me so I was about to repeat myself but I saw his hands loosen their grip on Ali's caramel skin and he dropped to the floor, catching back some air.

Dixon turned around to face me.

"You're lucky I love you, get him OUT before I do something I'll go back in for." Ali stood up slowly and walked behind Dixon, I thought he was about to leave but instead he picked up a glass from my table and smashed it over Dixon's head. Dixon fell forward but held onto the wall for support and blood trickled down onto his neck, he turned his face back round to the front and head butted Ali in the stomach, sending him flying, Ali's hench body smashed into the wall and left a dent behind. I got up off the floor, still in a daze from what I was seeing and stood in between the boys.

"STOP!"

Dixon kissed his teeth and threw me on the bed then went back towards Ali. Ali stood up straight and ran into Dixon, kicking him in his stomach in the process. Dixon coughed from the impact and punched Ali in his face then smashed his head through my glass mirror.

"PLEASE STOP!" I ran to Dixon and pushed him away from Ali but Dixon was too strong for me and decided the best thing for him to do was to lock me in my wardrobe, I still had the perfect view of what was going on. I banged on my wardrobe doors, shouting to be let out but Dixon was too preoccupied to care about what I wanted. Ali was getting up off the floor, and clutching his now bloody face. There were scratches all over and small pieces of glass pertruding his cheeks. Ali pushed Dixon onto my bedside cupboard, so he scratched his face on the side, then he kicked Dixon in his head and face, and gave him another blow to his jaw, I heard a slight crack but nothing too serious. I screamed from the wardrobe, pleading for them to stop but they wouldn't listen and kept fighting.

*Liam*

I was in my bedroom banging out some C.O.D and talking to my Wifey on the phone, but then got bored so I locked off about five minutes later. I could hear the faint sound of someone screaming and things smashing. I switched off the x box and went out my bedroom, the sound was coming from Dinah's room and was getting louder with every step I took, the door was wide open and I peeked through and saw Ali and Dixon fighting... proper fighting. but WTF was Ali doing here? That dickhead that abused my sister and treated her like some likkle slave, man wasn't gonna have that. I ran down the stairs, leaving them to carry on with their business and looked around the house trying to see if my mum was still here, but she couldn't be or she would have heard by now.