It's Only the Beginning

Chapter 15: Bruises

Kylie's POV

I winced when as I gently ran my fingers across the skin under my eye which was already turning black and blue. There was no way I was hiding this one . . . It was huge! The bruises reached from the bottom of my eye to my jaw. The tears threatened again as I stared at my bruise covered face. Why did he do this to me?

We had been talking, just talking, about Jake and what happened. I had asked him about him but I should have stopped. I could tell Drey was getting upset but I didn't think he was that mad . . . I guess it was my own fault for these bruises then. I mean I already knew Drey had a bad temper, I didn't know he would hit me though.

With tears streaming down my face I slowly lifted up my shirt to examine the other bruises I was sure was there. I gasped when I saw how big it was. He had hit me hard but I didn't think he had hit me that hard! The bruise was under my right rib cage about a foot long with a dark black bruise and purple around it. I felt like it was growing bigger as I watched it. I could barely breathe without it hurting, that's how much it hurt.

Why did I have to be so stupid and make him mad at me? It was my fault right?

I fell back onto my bed and cried myself to sleep in pain. My face was bruised already so why not add puffy to it in the morning from all the crying? I bet tomorrow was going to be fun . . .

I didn't bother putting on much makeup, other than the cover up needed to cover most of the bruise but it didn't help at all, it was easy to tell I had gotten hit in one way or another. I scowled at the mirror and carefully picked up my backpack, inhaling sharply ar the pain from my ribs, and headed downstairs to my car. Why did I have to go to school? I knew there was going to be talk about me all day and probably for the next few months too. This was going to be a joy! Really it was . . .

I stalked into my first period and threw my bag down, plopping into the seat and hearing everyone whisper about that nasty bruise on my face, ha, they should see my ribs!

“How'd you get that Kylie?" Taylor snickered from halfway across the room.

“Shut up skank!" I yelled back to her. Her eyes flared with anger as she stomped over to me in her high slut heels. Hey, what the hell? I already have one bruise on my face why not add to the beautiful scenery?!

Just as Taylor was raising her hand to slap me someone grabbed my arm and yanked me away from her. I didn't have time to see who it was before I was brutally dragged out of the classroom but by the look on Taylor's face I had a pretty damn good guess.

I was slammed against the wall with so much force a small whimper escaped my lips as I ground my teeth together to keep from crying out in pain. I slowly cracked open my eyes to see a furious Drey standing in front of me, glaring me down. Oh shit, what now?

“What the hell do you think your doing?" He spat at me with venom dripping from his words. This was probably going to end with another bruise forming on my face by tonight.

“What do you mean?" I whispered back, flinching at his looks, what if he hits me again? I was scared, and I was hardly ever scared, this scared me even more than that one time I was walking home from the movies after seeing Insidious 2 and those guys tried to rape me. Suddenly my mind flashed to Jake. He had been there to save me then, would he be here now? I wish somehow that he would be here. But even if he was here would he even care? He made it pretty obvious yesterday that he wanted nothing to do with me? He wouldn't even look my way if he saw me at all, let alone save me from getting beaten by this crazy kid!

“Are you even listening to me?!" Drey snapped me out of my thoughts by grabbing my face with his hands and forcing me to look up at him. My cheeks were already hurting from how hard he was gripping my face. Why was this happening to me?

“Yes," I whispered back pitifully, what had happened to the confidence Kylie? Oh ya, I was never confident. Maybe being around Jake made me feel better about myself but now who was there? Just Drey and that's it. In other words . . . I'm fucked!

Without warning a sharp pain shot across my face and I fell to the floor. He had slapped me! The pain caused my eyes to well up with tears and I held my face fast as if holding where he had slapped would stop the pain, it was even on the same side he had hit from yesterday! 

He grabbed my arms and yanked me up. I'm so glad no one was in the halls at this time. This is so embarrassing, imagine what would happen if people were watching this! They would probably laugh and join in.

I had just regained my balance when I was knocked to my ass yet again, the pain equaling out as he had hit the other side of my face, this time with a punch though. What the hell was wrong with this guy? What had I ever done to him to deserve this shit?!

“Hey! What the fuck are you doing?!" The familiar and sweet deep voice yelled, echoing through the hall and I felt my body relax just hearing his voice. Drey snapped his head up towards him and scowled.

“It has nothing to do with you so why don't you go fuck yourself!" Drey yelled back at him. Jake rushed into my blurred vision, kneeling in front of me and gently stroking my cheek, I loved his touch but it hurt because of Drey's abusive hits. 

“What the hell Drey?!" Jake screamed in anger, popping up and turning to face Drey but he ignored him and looked straight at me.

“This isn't over bitch," Drey growled before running off. Jake started to rush off but with all the force left in me I grabbed his pant leg and drug him down to me. He looked so worried. Was this really Jake? My vision was getting so blurry now I couldn't see his face clearly.

“Don't leave me alone," I whispered so softly I could barely hear myself.

Before I drifted off into the blackness I felt Jake's arms circle around me and lift me up gently, the bruise on my ribs causing pain but not as much. I felt so safe in his arms, I missed him a lot.

Please don't leave me again Jake