It was February 14th, Valentines Day and I was excited about it. It was going on 8:00pm as I waited like a freshman the night before school. My boyfriend Drew and I were supposed to go a nice dinner, but as time started to wine down I knew we were no longer going out anymore.
I payed very close attention to the clock as it read "8:05..... 8:45...... 9:30..... 10:00...... 12:30am." I let out a sigh and walked back upstairs, kicking off my heels I unzipped my dress sliding it off I hung it back on the hanger. I put my hair in a bun and turned out the lights. It was going around 2am when I heard the door open, in walked a drunk Drew, I then knew this was gonna be a long night.
" Where were you Drew!" I shouted " I waited all fucking night for you the least you could've did was call."
A smirk grew upon his lips as he stepped closer to me, I could smell the alcohol lingering off his breath. "You stupid bitch!" he screamed throwing the empty bottle taking a grip on my hair. I cringed, shaking in fear.
In my head, I pleaded to myself. "Everything will be okay."I kept repeating, sounding like a broken record. Before I knew it he sent a slap across my face. I fell to the ground while the pain and stinging became severly intense.
Silently, I prayed and cried to myself.
"You fucking whore, all you do is complain you snotty bitch!" He screamed, slamming his jordan into my stomach. "You're worthless! I'm only with you out of pity! Stupid bitch!"
His words felt like knives as they pierced my heart. I curled up, covering my ears but his voice echoed in my mind, burned into me. I felt like my heart had been ripped out.
Suddenly there was an aura of grey around me. It was a mist that wouldn't rise. I felt a terrible weight on her shoulders. It was as if a giant boulder was laid on me and I couldn't straighten up or catch my breath entirely.
A single tear rolled down my cheek, as the blood had a steady trickle down my nose. I rocked myself back and forth thinking of all those things my mother said to me......
"That boy is gonna take you straight to hell"
"He's no good, he's gonna hurt you"
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Broken Dollhouse
Teen Fiction20 year old Alexis is beat mentally physically and emotionally by her boyfriend Drew but when she cross paths with Dave East can he save her or is it too late......
