Chapter 7

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Hazel's POV

I patted the thick layer of foundation onto my skin to cover the bruise. When I walked out of the bathroom, pulling on the clothes Alex laid out for me. It had been 7 months since I moved in. Hope had gone away for college and I still go visit Dan sometimes. Alex and I are doing well. We still argue but every couple argues, right?

"Haz?" Alex asked, walking into the room and smiling, "I'm going out to have a drink with some of my buddies tonight and they're going to come back here for dinner." I nodded and he took my hand, pulling me close and kissing  me before walking out. 

I am 16 now and Alex is 17. Most of his friends are in their 20's so that's how he drinks. He works for his dad and somehow talked his dad into renting us an apartment. I'm not allowed to work but Alex works at his dad's business. After he left I started on my chores; dishes, laundry, and dinner. 

Alex came home, along with 4 of his buddies, around 10pm. I had made something simple, baked chicken, greens, and macaroni and cheese. When they came in I was on the couch in one of Alex's t-shirts and some short shorts. I instantly jumped up and ran upstairs, changing into sweatpants. I could hear his friends wolf whistling because you could see my bum in my shorts. I expected Alex to come up and yell at me but when I walked downstairs he just glared at me and he and his friends made their plates. I sat in one of the living-room chairs, reading a book to pass the time. By 12 I was exhausted and had finished the book, he and his buddies were on the couch, drinking beer and watching sports. 

Once his friends left he sat quietly, too quietly. I got up and headed to the bathroom when he stood up blocking my path. He gripped my throat tightly, glaring into my eyes. "You little whore..."


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                      -Hope*

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