Michael's POV
I look outside at the rain. It was coming down like crazy. The thunder and lighting was booming and lighting up the night sky. I jump at every boom. Tonight was not a good night. Nothing even close to it.
My 'girlfriend' -more like fucking she devil that wont let me break up with her so I can be her personal slave. I have been with this bitch for almost two years now. I just need a hero.
These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading,
don't look like their ever going away,
they aint never gonna change...
These battle
"Michael, I'm going out. If you leave, I'll cut you again." The devil says from the other side of the door before I could hear her heels clicking out of the house. I was too scared to even want to move. Let along know she would hurt me if I ever thought of leaving.
I sat in the same spot for another maybe 30 minutes before something hit's my window with force. I jump, looking over to it. A shaded figure stood at my window, making me scream bloody murder.
A light comes up showing the face of the person in the window. It was Ashton.
My hero.
I scramble to my feet opening the window so he could get out of the rain. I hug him as soon as I could.
"I was driving by and saw the she devil leave. I waited til I knew she wasn't going to come back for a while, to come." Ashton says holding me tightly in his chest. He kissed the side of my head, making me smile.
"Thank God, for you Ashton." I say looking up at him with a smile. Ashton smiles down at me walking us over to my bed sitting down.
"So what did she do today?" Ashton asks, it was the same question every time. I knew why he asked, and it was nice to tell him.
I look at him sadly before pulling me shirt off, showing the roll of medical tape around my mid section. I slowly pulled it all off showing him the large freshly made cut from only a couple of hours ago. "I didn't make lunch right, so she pushed me into the kitchen, grabbing one of the kitchen knifes. She lashed at me as soon as it was in her hand. Cutting my shirt and stomach. She kept trying to come after me, but I ran into my room locking the door behind me. I sat crying and bleeding for about 10 minutes before going to the bathroom and cleaning myself up. The bitch was nice enough to bring me some food, though it wasn't really food." I explain to him. Ashton lightly brushes his fingers over my gash, making me hiss. I could feel the tears prickiling in my eyes. He quesickly moved his hand away looking up at me.
"Michael you need to go to the doctor for that. We finally need to tell people." Ashton says holding my face in his large hands.
"I know... I'm just so scared Ash. I don't want her to come after us." I wishper a few small tears falling down my face.
"She's not going to be able too. She'll be put away for these things Michael." Ashton brushes away my tears kissing my forehead. "I promise that I will never let anything like this ever happen to you again. I promise you Michael.
"I love you, Ashton." I chocke out hugging him.
"I love you too, Michael." Ashton hugs me back and we just sit like that for a moment. "We should wrap you back up, and get you to the doctors." I nod my head at Ashton's words. I slowly stand letting him wrap the tape around me once again pulling my shirt back on. He huged me and kissed my cheek once again before handing me my coat.
"Michael?" I look up from my coat to Ashton. "Can I sing you something really fast? You know to make you realize something?" He asks. I nod and smile at him. I love when Ashton sings to me. It doesn't normally happen, but when it he does, it always brightens my day.
