Breathless {Austin Mahone}

Chp. 2

read a/n important notice

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I sat there trying to keep myself together.

"Camila", my mom said flatly

"No mom", I croaked.

"You're going to have to te-"

"No! don't you understand? I'm not going to talk about it", I screeched as she pulled up to the drive way.

She ejected the key from the ignition. She put her head in her hands massaging her forehead. "Go with your father, he wants to talk to you", she groaned.

I opened the car door shutting it behind me. I made my way up the stairs opening the front door.

As soon as I stepped in a switch slashed my chest. I screamed in agony;

my body falling to the floor. The switch smacked against my hind legs as I cried trying to run away.

I ran as fast as possible up the stairs and into my room. I barged in slamming it with my back against the door.

Now, that was the talk with my dad.

I was abused. On every single thing I did wrong, and sometimes it would be for no exact reason.

I hated it. I hated it so much.

I did all my school work. I took extra classes during the summer, and got all A's in them. I obey my parents, I do almost everything for them, but they treat me like this. I just don't understand.

I closed my eyes letting the tears slide down my cheeks. I felt the burning within my chest, not just from being sliced by a switch, but the sorrow.

I stood up slowly grabbing my keys trying not to make a sound, and shoved them into my black backpack. I piled some clothes in there along with my wallet, makeup, and etc.

I put on my backpack, fixing my scarf, and shutting off the lights. I opened up my window quietly, and stepping out onto the roof. I shut it, and embraced myself.

I needed to jump.

C'mon!

My mind screamed and I jumped. I landed on the ground perfectly, but the pain in my legs made me fall flat onto the somewhat wet grass.

I let out a small weep, and stood up. I needed to be strong, for myself.

I started jogging making my way to the closest gas station. It was autumn in California, and it was freezing.

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"One hot chocolate please"

"No problem lady, that'll be 1.98",

I handed him the money and watched him make my hot chocolate.

"Here ya go", he smiled, "Have a nice evening", he added as I walked out the door. I saw a black car, and a guy pumping gas. His hair looked familiar, his figure did too.

Oh no, you've got to be kidding me

"Oh, it's you", he groaned staring at me. "What's a goody like you doing out this late?", he smirked evilly walking towards me. "Hop in", he said grabbing my wrist. "No!", I shouted struggling to pull away.

He pushed me into the car and slammed the door. He walked around and opened the driver's side. "I never got your name, what is it?", he said as the engine roared. "Camila", I said lowly peeped.

Silence filled the car. Then a phone went off. It was his.

"Hello"

"It's Austin yeah"

Austin, that's his name?

"No, not tonight, I'm busy"

Busy? Busy with what? Me??

"Ha-ha, shut up"

He hung up the phone looking over at me. "I saw what happened at your house", he said reaching his hand over to my chest. I moved away but he held onto my scarf causing it to reveal the swelling of my skin.

His face keeping a state of motionless examining the cut.

He let go and began driving away.

"Where are you taking me?", I asked quietly.

He smirked keeping his eyes on the road. Not saying a word.

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(A/N)

Readers! Ok I know we didn't reach the goal, but I decided I'll update.

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