The First Time

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Disclaimer: This is just a story.

Warning: Swearing, mentions of physical abuse, visuals of abuse

TRIGGERING

Melanie's POV

background information

I can remember like it was yesterday. What he got angry at and what he did to the closes person to him, which happened to be me. Dan and James don't know what he's been doing. It scares me every time they get near me and I'm afraid to tell them, I am afraid of what they might do. Every time I try to tell them, I cant find myself to contemplate the words so I just make up something false. I've done that 8 times now and counting. I seem to be trying once a month, because its been going on for that long. He just gets so angry at everything I just try not to say anything anymore, but sometimes not saying anything will get me in trouble.

Melanie's POV

It's 3 am and I got to get back to Dan and James because they might get worried. Josh and I were sitting on the couch together, watching a movie, and its going well; it's actually kinda nice. It doesn't stay like that for long though. Next thing I know I am limping home, praying Dan and James are asleep so I can sleep off this excruciating pain all over my freshly bruised body. 

Dan's POV

Okay its 3 am and she's not home. I am getting scared, what if she got abducted!!!! Of course not my mind always goes to the worst case scenario. I try calling her for the seventh time in the last hour, no reply. Thank goddess James is asleep he would probably be making me freak out even more. I start to think she decided to spend the night at a friends house and doesn't have her charger. I stop being paranoid and head for my bed when I hear a soft knock on the door. Who's knocking on the door at 3 am? I head towards the door and can't believe my eyes. Melanie?

Melanie's POV

Dan opened the door almost immediately and couldn't form words to say to me. That's good for me, I didn't want any judgement from him. I waddled my way over to the stairs to go to my room. Shit, how am I going to get up these stairs? When I try to go up them I yelp in pain. Dan rushes to my side and tries to help me. As we made our way up the stairs I was trying to stay quite assuming that James was sleeping. We finally got to my room after what seemed forever caused by the pain. I sat on my bed gracefully and tried to not look at Dan, frightened of what he might say to me.

Dan's POV

I tried to look at her and get her attention, but she wouldn't say anything to me, so I finally spoke. "What happened," I questioned trying not to sound too worried or else she would shut me out more, and I didn't want that to happen, especially since she's in pain even though she didn't want to admit it. I see her open her mouth and hope she's going to tell me something. "Um... Josh kinda... Got mad... and... um." I could hear in her voice she was holding back tears. I got infuriated.  How much of a jackass can this guy be? "How long?" She wouldn't answer.

Melanie's POV

I didn't want to answer him. He was asking questions of something I have been trying to keep from him. It was heartbreaking hearing the pain in his voice. the last thing I have ever wanted to do to them is hurt them. "Goddamn it I don't want this bitch to get away with what he's done!" You could tell he was trying to keep his voice contained so James wouldn't wake up. "8 months," I scream at the same volume back at him and start crying in my knees. I feel a pair of gentle arms wrap around me.

Dan's POV

Oh shit I made her start crying. You idiot, she's hurting already, she doesn't need you yelling at her. I hug her as gently as I can and feel her flinch before relaxing into my arms. I scared her. I felt like the worst person, but at the same time I wanted to kill Josh. I get up to get my coat and dart out the door when I feel her hand on my wrist. I turn around to see her bloody and bruised face with tears streaking down her cheeks. "Please don't go. I need you here more now than ever."

Melanie's POV

I try my hardest to keep him here with me, I needed him. I see him nod and wrap his arm around mine to help me back to my bed. "Can you please get me PJ's?" "Of course," he replies in the sweetest voice. He went to the top drawer and pull out pajama pants and a shirt he found in my drawer. He walked back to my bed and placed them in my lap.

Dan's POV

I sit on the edge of the bed and face toward the door to give her some privacy. I hear her gasp in pain and my automatic reaction is to turn my head and look at her. When I turned my head I saw her slipping off her super tight, black skinny jeans and see all the bruises on her legs exposed and I was filled with anger again, but this time I felt more sad. I turn back around very slowly and try to process what I had just seen. "Okay I'm done," I notice she says. I turn back around to see her dressed in her PJ's. "Alright, I'm going to leave the door open if you need anything. Goodnight." I get up and as I was walking out of the room she says "wait," I turn back around. "Can you stay until i'm asleep. I'm kinda scared to be alone." I feel relived when she's says this. I didn't want her to be alone either, but I didn't want to seem invasive. "Okay." 

Melanie's POV

I feel more comfortable when he sits back down on the bed. He turns off the light and lays down. I turn on my lamp next to me. "Thank you." He doesn't say anything, he just scoots closer and engorges me in his arms. Then I fall asleep.

Third Person POV

They awake up to someone shouting "WHAT THE HELL!" Dan and Mel open their eyes and freak out. It looks a lot worse than the actual scenario is. "WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING IN BED TOGETHER!" They hear James angry and worried voice. Pull's the sheets off of Dan and Mel and reveals Mel's bruises on her arms. James looks at Mel with fright the glares at Dan.  "Did you do this," he speaks as he points at Mel's arms. "No, of course not," Mel shouts back at him "it was Josh!" Then she remembers what day it is. it's Saturday. Every Saturday at 1 pm Josh comes over to hang out with Mel while Dan and James go to see their friends.

DING, DONG

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