i know these chapters are like super short so sorry!!
'You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have.'
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I froze. Please don't be him. Please don't be him, I prayed. I slowly turned around. James. My heart dropped. My physco boyfriend looked pissed. Really pissed. He grabbed my arm. "I'd told you I'll pick you up, so why the hell did you leave? Don't you understand plain language? are you dumb?" he slapped me across the face. My face stung. I bet you all my left over pocket money, that my cheek was gone red. I stayed silent. "huh? why the hell are you ignoring me, are you deaf? Can't you get it in your pea sized brain, he poked me in the head with the other hand. "when did you tell me you were going to pick me up?" I ask. I'm lying. I hope he believes it. He'll never believe it. Think positive Sam. Positive.
"Lying bitch. Your always on that Wattpad thing, I only made a bloody account so I could see what you get up to. Even then you have affairs with others."
"I didn't know." I pleaded.
He looked wary for a second "alright then, tell me now, who the hell is he? " That wattpad fan of mine. The poor guy whoever he is didn't realise how much pain he was putting me in. "I don't know." I muttered.
His fingers dug deeper into my arm. I could feel the stabbing pain. I will have to wear full sleeves or else mum will be suspicious. My eyes started to sting, I would cry. Not in public. No.
The bell rang and everyone rushed for class. " This is not over." he hissed. He turned his back and left for his class. I see my mates, my ex-mates actually. I wanted to cry. It's not fair, Krystle and Emmett were the closest I had. He took them away from me too. He said he didn't want me around them. Why?
Maths was the first lesson. I zoned out and began wandering. Abusive relationships. I'd always thought that girls who suffered it where stupid. Really? Well I guess I was stupid. The rest of the day I avoided James. It was hard, so i made sure when he saw me we were in a very public place.
I cycled home as soon as the bell rang. As I entered the house, i slammed the door behind me. " Sam, are you okay?" I walked into the kitchen. "yeah, just got a migraine." From yesterday. "So I'm going to be in my room all day, if anyone comes, don't let them in. Can't be bothered." she frowned. "James, aswell?" she asked. I nodded. "Can't be bothered." i mumbled.
I lay on my bed. I pulled up my sleeve and took out cold cream. I applied it on the marks, from earlier his horrendous fingers. I yanked open my drawer and pulled out Paracetomol. I took 6 out the packet and chugged it down with some water. This is not good. Atleast that way I can sleep. The number of hours I sleep at night, seems to decrease daily. Im becoming an Insomniac.
15 minutes later I felt myself drift away. In a deep and dreamless slumber.
I woke up to the sun's light hitting me in the face. Wow. Morning. I got dressed and went down. I was whistling as I entered the kitchen. I stopped. I froze. James. Oh shit! I'm dead. "So Sam, your mum was telling me that you weren't yourself these day? She thinks there's something up between us two," he scoffed. He's vexed, he's annoyed. Shit.
My mum was staring at me the whole time James was talking. I forced myself not to cringe. "Nah, theres nothing up! It's just the exam stress. That's all." I say through a forced smile. Mum doesn't need to worry. "come on, i'm ready, bye mum!" i tell him and pull him out the house. Bad move. He grabbed my hand as soon as we're out the door. He tossed me in the car and went round to sit in the drivers seat. He drove in silence for a while. What was going on in his head?
He missed the turning for school and continued driving straight. "school's that way, you missed the turn." I tell him. He hasn't forgotten, I know but it's best to still try. He turned around to glare at me. " I did not miss the turning." he told me, "we're just not going school." A cold shiver ran down my spine. Then where?
He pulled me out of the car and onto the pavement. He held me firmly and then barked "come on, walk!" I did as he said. Once we were deep into the park, he turned to face me. "your going out with that bastard aren't you?" he asked. Who? He slapped me across the face. My cheek stung. I could taste blood. The wattpad guy! "no, of course not."
"you think you can cheat on me and get away with it?" he asked as he slapped me again. It hurt really bad. "never. I'll never let you be anyones." he told me as he slapped me again. Harder this time. This time his spiked ring stabbed my cheek. I could feel the blood trickling down. He's making it harder and harder to hide. My legs buckled and I fell. "get up!" he yelled as he kicked me in the stomach. The pain was unbearable. I started to cry. "please no! James, I will never cheat on you!" he spat on me. yuck! Something changed in me. I stood up.
No. Not anymore. I stood up in agony. "This is my life. I'll live it how i want! you can't just come up to me, take my friends away, control my life and beat me up ever bloody day, do you understand?" I yell at him. I started to walk off. He grabbed my arm. "not so fast, I've never actually known how much you love me. Your still a virgin. Well before you leave me, I'll make sure I take that one thing from you too." My eyes widened. Rape. He was going to rape me. The sweat was trickling down my back. I bit his arm. "argh!" he yelled out of pain.
I turned around and bolted toward the exit of the park. I ran as if my life depended on it. It did.
I ran until i was out of the park. I bent over to catch breath. A moment or two later, i looked up. Only to see a car roughly a metre away from me. The driver was horning but it was too late. Everything had already gone black.
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Teen FictionSam, is just a regular 15 year old at first glance. She laugh, she smiles, yet why does it seem like her eyes hide so many tales, so much pain? James, he smirks, he glares. He always has anger in his eyes. Where does he take it out? On Sam. Abusive...