Chapter One

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March 17, 2011

Kate's POV

We drive up the gravel driveway; the we being Quinn and I, Quinn is my boyfriend of two months today. I take the time to relish in the view of the house. It has two stories but is still small.

I'm currently in fifth grade, Mrs. Whitney's class. I know, wait your in fifth grade and your boyfriend can drive. Well in my defense he just got his licence, today is his 16th birthday. Plus I'm old for my grade, I'm 12. I know still inappropriate, but who cares it's my life.

I glance over at him taking in his appearance. He's wearing a plain white shirt, along with ripped jeans, and his favorite leather jacket. His blue eyes concentrating on the road to make sure he didn't crash his truck. And his slightly curly dark brown almost black hair sits messilly on his head.

When we finally reach the garage we both get out. He storms into the house slamming the door making me flinch.

When Quinn came to pick me up he found me hanging out with my friend, Noah. His jealous side immediately showing. It didn't help that two weeks earlier his little sister, Lilly, died.

I walk in the house preparing to deal with my boyfriend. I find him in the kitchen leaning over the counter with his head in his hands. I can literally feel the anger radiating off him.

"He's just a friend." I awkwardly say deciding to brake the silence.

"Katie don't lie to me" he grumbles.

"I'm not lying, I wouldn't cheat on you" I murmur quietly.

He abruptly stands up knocking over a chair in the process. "I said don't lie to me! How many times do I have to tell you, no matter what's going on don't lie to me! Maybe I'll have to do something so you'll remember." Quinn yells darkly.

When he starts walking towards me I start backing away until my back came in contact with the wall. A smirk grows on his face.

I can feel my heart beating out of my chest. My breath quickens. My mind races with the thoughts of what he's going to do.

I feel his fingertips brush my cheek. "Open your eyes, squirt." He demanded using the nickname he knows I despise. I quickly open my eyes not wanting to anger him.

He stairs at me darkly. His eyes are a dark shade of blue, a contrast to their usual light color.

I tense as his hand slowly slide down my cheek resting on my neck. My eyes widen when he start squeezing; taking away my oxygen. My hands fly up trying to pry his off my throat.

My eyes frantically search around, looking for something to help me. They then settle on Quinn's other hand. They seem to be clasping something. My eyes widen again when I figure out what that "something" is: Quinn's pocket knife.

I frantically struggle to get out of his hold. He just chuckles and brings the knife to my arm; slowly sliding the blade across my skin, tearing it open and letting the blood flow.

Silent tears start collecting in my eyes. He looks at me with disgust in his eyes.

"This is your fault slut." Quinn yells at me. "Your not going to tell anyone about this. Your just going to do this to yourself. If you think of betraying me again, cut. If you're mad at me, cut. If you're sad, cut. But you will not tell anyone!"

I just nod my head the best I can in his grip. He smirks and mumbles, "good". He drops the bloody knife to the floor and places his hand at the hem of my shirt. And that's when I finally pass out from lack of oxygen.

December 5, 2013

"Katie!"

I jump in response looking to see who had called me. I look across the lunch room table to see one of my best friends, Isabella starring back at me. I look to my side to see my boyfriend, Alan in a conversation with his friend, Alex. It's ok, it was just daydream. Even though it was more like a nightmare.

Ever since that day I keep imagining it. But it used to be a lot worse, my mind used to completely shut down and I thought it was actually happening again. And I was pretty much sleep walking.

I eventually learned to keep it under control, with the help of Dr. Thomson. But I can still see it when I zone out or when I fall asleep. Imagine that: every time you go to sleep you're imediatly greeted with your worst nightmare. I'm literally scarred to go to sleep.

But I can't let anyone know it will only burden them, and I can't let that happen. So I just have to hide behind this smile.

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Hey so this the first chapter of, Hide Behind This Smile. I apologize if anywhere it says, Logan I changed his name to, Quinn last minute.

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