Amelia's POV
"I can't believe I just did that. Amelia I'm so sorry." His eyes tear up as he looks at me.
"Don't." I smack the hand reaching out for me.
"Amelia you know I would-"
"No I'm leaving, I'm going home!"
"What?"
"I said I'm going back home I'm not staying so you can hurt me again." I sob.
"You aren't going anywhere. It was an accident."
"It wasn't!"
"Even if you did try to leave, how would you get home huh? You have no money, I paid for everything. I bought you these clothes and shoes." He brings his face next to my ear. "You belong to me Amelia, don't forget that." He whispers before banging my head against the wall.
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I wake up with a massive migraine.
"Oh thank God you're okay." Milo rests his hand on my cheek.
"Get off of me!"
"Why?"
"Because you're an abusive asshole!" I quickly climb out of the bed only to lose my balance from dizziness.
"What! I would never abuse you, now get back in bed you need to rest." He fakes a concerned look.
"No I'm not stupid."
"I never put my hands on you, after I caught you with my journal you passed out so I put you back in bed. You must have been dreaming."
"N-no that was real I'm not crazy!"
"Relax I'm not calling you crazy. It wasn't real though. You have to believe me."
"It wasn't real?" I'm so... confused.
"I would never physically abuse you, you love me."
Author's note: Do you think he did it or was she dreaming?
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Berserk
Teen Fictionber·serk adjective out of control with anger or excitement; wild or frenzied. /// (This book is a sequel to Unorthodox) Amelia starts to realize her new start at life comes at a price. New characters, secrets, and of course complications. /// "Naive...
