Broken (Justin Bieber)

chapter 19

waking up to my phone buzzing in my pocket I turn and and awoken by the sharp pains. I almost forgot how I was beat a couple of hours ago. I slowly sit up and take my phone.

the number flashing  on the screen is unknown. it a message that reads 'good morning beautiful <3' I furrow my eyebrows who could it be?

I unlock my phone and reply to the message.

'whos this?' within seconds I get a replie

'its me babe!' my eyes widenn who in the hell could it be?! ignoring it I look at the time. is 5:04 am uh.

I slowly get up and step into the shower.

let me tell you that was the most painful shower! everything burned! I did not enjoy that shower!

after about 65 minutes of trying to put make up on, fixing my hair, and changing I'm finally finished.

I look horrible! my eye purple and swollen, all the bruises around my face, and not to forget the glass cuts scattered around my face and upper chest. I honestly didn't even try to cover anything up why bother? its not going to work anyway. I just put on eyeliner, mascara, and curled my lashes.

my hair is natural today the natural curls look decent.

I'm wearing a white t-shirt with some bright orange on it light washed skinny jeans and white with bright orange Jordan's.

grabbing my backpack, phone, and money I walk out and head to the kitchen. as I walk in I see Louis looking in the fridge. I walk towards him and right away he shuts the fridge door and looks at me with sorrow in his eyes. I try to give him a reassuring smile but he just shakes his head at me.

"look at you Annet." he whisperes.

"im fine Louis." I say my voice small

"NO! no Annet you're not fine! just look at yourself! ugh I'm such an idiot I let them hurt you once again!" he pulls on his hear in frustration his eyes shining with tears.

"no Louis stop being so stubborn. you couldn't do anything even if you tried! just drop it." I say walking towards him and laying my hand on his shoulder.

He looks up at me and tears spill out of his eyes. he influngs me into a big hug. i try desperately to hide the pain to not yelp in pain but I'm to late. he lets go and looks at me his eyes red and puffy.

"did I hurt you?" he asks worry clear in his eyes. I shake my head trying to cover up.

he slowly puts his hand on my stomach and watches me as I flinch in pain. he lifts my shirt  up slowly revealing the hate marks from yesterday. I watch as he gasps out loud and I keep watching as his eyes fill with more tears and looks letting go of my shirt.

"let's just get to school Louis." I say waking out of the kitchen, making my way to his car.