Another Fan Girl

NOT THE END

1 year later...

No word from Elijah or Kermit. Ever. Their social medias were deleted, and they are being labeled as missing people. Ever since that night, you never really figured out what happened, just what happened afterwards. Your relationship with Denis because extremely abusive. Since your mother had gotten a new job, even though she is still pregnant, is always on business trips or too busy to notice your bruises. Jennifer noticed once, but you played it off as you had just fallen.
Makeup, long sleeves, and sunglasses were your usual attire. Denis claimed to love you, and at first you thought he did, then he began changing. Since Sketchs channel disappeared, fans blamed Denis for his disappearance so badly that he quit YouTube, and is now working as a video game creator, his dream.

"Babe, wear these." Denis commanded, handing you a black pair of sunglasses.
You nodded but didn't speak, you weren't "allowed" to.
You aggressively grabbed them and slapped them on, beginning to pack your bag.
You wanted more than anything to be free of him, but he always came back, with a different excuse every time. You were just stupid enough to fall for it every time.
"Cmon babe, don't be cold with me, you know I love you" he smiled and pulled your chin to himself, forcing you to kiss him.
You were in love with him, awhile ago. Before he hit you, you thought there was nobody more perfect for you, but now you didn't know...
You always thought of Elijah and Kermit, wanting them back, and you knew you were really in love with Elijah. He cared about you.
  Denis didn't let you do anything anymore. You couldn't go out without Denis, you couldn't make phone calls without monitoring, you couldn't even wear certain clothes without approval. Not to mention, he gets sex whenever and wherever he wants. But you stay, though you don't know why.
Your dreams have been terminated, they didn't follow his "rules"
You couldn't leave though. He threatened to kill you and then himself.
At this point, you didn't even know if he loved you anymore or if he was just too lazy to find a new girlfriend.
It was November 17, 2018. The day Denis almost killed you.
You didn't even know how the fight started, just that his hands were around your neck by the end of the night. It was that night that you decided to call the number that Elijah had left for you, it was time for you to stand up to Denis, to leave him.

You had to do it in secret though. One night, when Denis had gotten extremely drunk, you snuck out with 75 cents and went to the nearest pay phone. You punched in the number as quick as possible and a normal voice answered on the 3rd ring
"Hello?" The voice asked
"Elijah? Is this you?" You asked frantically.
You heard him cover the phone and shout for 'Sketch' you heard extremely loud and fast thumping and somebody frantically pick up the phone
"Y-Y-Y/N.... its you isn't it...." his voice was shakey and you knew he was crying
"Yeah, it's me. I need your help, please. Get me out of here... Denis... he's abusive.." you felt tears falling down your face too, hearing his voice for the first time in too long
The phone line immediately broke and you were worried for a little bit, hoping that he would help you and not leave you for dead.
  You melted to the ground, folding your arms around your head and sobbing quietly. It was a mix of tears of joy and sadness. You were so happy that he was safe, Alive even. It had been almost 13 months.
You had no idea how long it would take Elijah. But hopefully not too long, because Denis was only getting worse. He hit you harder than ever now, calling you names that would make a normal girl fall into depression.
  "Hey, Bitch!" You heard him yell. Your head snapped up and you scrambled to your feet, trying to run away, but Denis still had those long legs
He snatched you by the roots of your hair and smacked you so hard that your nose began to bleed immediately.
But he wasn't through yet. He threw you to the ground, kicking you at least 20 different times and you thought for sure your ribs were broken, but you couldn't do anything. You were far to weak compared to Denis, and not willing enough to call the cops.
"What were you doing?!" He yelled at you, cutting down on the kicking.
You could barely breathe, let alone speak so you just layer there and tried not to die.
"Answer me you stupid whore!" He demanded, giving your stomach one last kick.
Little did you know that that would be the last time you would ever be hurt like that.
Something happened, and Denis went unconscious. He fell backward in a daze right onto the pave,net and you heard a few feet running towards you, but your vision was getting blurry.
"Y/N.. it's okay now... it's me." You heard Elijah's soft voice speak to you and he touched your face with the back of his hand.
You felt his tears fall onto your chest but you didn't care. You wanted to get up and hug him as hard as you could, but you were to fatigued to even speak.
  

 
"Elijah?" You asked waking up from your slumber. You instantly remembered everything. All that happened only a few hours before. Your ribs still hurt and when you tried to sit up a shooting pain was sent through your body.
"It's me." You heard him say and sit next to you.
He looked like he hadn't aged a day even though he was about to turn 20.
You felt the tears build up in your eyes and you knew right then that you should have always been with Elijah.
  "God, you're so beautiful." He twirled your hair around in his fingers, which had grown about 8 more inches
You smiled, feeling safe for the first time in many, many months.
"Where's Denis?!" You asked, still scared that he would somehow find his way to hurt you again.
"Prison. Cops took em."
You felt a huge wave of relief wash over your body. It was over. Finally over.
"Adriana, where's She?" You asked, wanting to see your friend more than anything.
A huge smile crept across Elijah's face and he pointed to the doorway.
Wow. She changed.
For one, her hair was buzzed, completely off. Two, she was wearing her contact lenses so her green eyes didn't show, and three, well she just looked like...more masculine.

"Are you..." you couldn't even finish your sentence.
"I'm not Adriana anymore, my names Andy." She/He smiled widely and rushed over to your side. Hugging you tightly.
You didn't know what to think, your best friend changed sexes, you were happy for her of course, but you needed some getting used to.
But above all, it didn't really matter anymore. You were safe now. Your friends and family were all finally back. You could live your life again. Without Denis. Without abuse.
 

  And you would.