The moment I got home, I lay on my bed and stared into nothingness. After wasting 30 minutes of my time doing absolutely nothing, I relunctantly got up, showered and changed into a purple oversized sweater and a pair of mom jeans. Then, I checked Aaron's message again.
"My house at 7. Be there."
I did all my homework and was halfway through reading my novel when my phone chimed again.
"Where are you? It's 7.15. I'll come to your house in 15 if you're not here by then."
Oh shit. I lost track of time.
I quickly ran down the stairs and was about to open the front door when my dad tapped me on the shoulder.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Does it matter? Not as if you cared." I spat, reaching for the door again.
He grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the couch, letting go harshly. I yelped out in pain when I felt glass shards poking me in various parts of my body.
"You're not going anywhere." He said, towering over me.
"Why should I listen to you?" I blurted. I immediately regret it when I felt a sharp pain on my arm.
I looked down and saw a huge cut made from one of the glass shards. Blood trickled down my arm and stained my clothes. My dad was holding a green translucent shard in his right hand which had blood stained on it. He still had the same facial expression on his face, which showed zero signs of remorse.
"Go clean up and make me dinner."
He then pushed me off the couch and I landed on my back, feeling even more pain shooting up my body. Crying, I limped up the stairs and into the toilet. I grabbed my ointment and a bandage from the cabinet behind the mirror, turned on the tap and slowly ran my arm under it.
Pain pulsed through my veins as I watch the water turn red. After I was sure it was clean, I applied a layer of ointment and wrapped the cut with the bandage.
I was shocked at my own appearance in the mirror. Red splotches of blood dotted my face. My concealer was already washed away by my tears. My once neat hair has now turned frizzy.
Looking away, I managed to clean the rest of my injuries before heading down the stairs to make my dad some french toast. As I was taking out the ingredients, I heard a knock on the door.
"What do you want?" I heard my dad snap.
I put down the ingredients and walked into the living room to find my dad leaning against the door frame.
"I wanna see Aphmau."
I froze when I realised the voice belonged to Aaron.
"Nah, she's busy! Now, scram!"
My dad was about to slam the door shut but Aaron held the door with his hand and pushed it back open. He pushed my dad aside and called out my name.
"Aaron!"
When he heard my voice, he rushed towards me and hugged me tightly. I cried into his shoulders, wrapping my arms around his back.
Suddenly, I heard a loud scream and a glass bottle breaking. Glass shards rained down on me. I heard a loud thud and I jumped out of the way.
I opened my eyes to see Aaron lying on the floor unconscious. There were green shards under my feet and around his body. I screamed and dropped down on my knees beside him, not caring about the glass shards.
"Aaron, please! Wake up!" I shouted, shaking his shoulders vigorously.
Standing up, I point a shaking finger at my dad, who was holding the remaining half of the broken bottle.
"You! What the fuck did you do?" I shrieked, "You're a delusional psychotic dick!"
I watched as my dad dropped the broken bottle, picking up a new shard from the floor. Before I could react, I felt a sharp pain on my cheek. I yelped and punched him square in the nose.
My dad groaned angrily and grabbed my wrist. He held the bloodied glass shard above his head and I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for the pain.
"Police! Stop what you're doing!"
I looked past my dad's shoulder and saw a group of policemen rush towards us. One of them yanked my dad's hand off my wrist and pinned him down on the floor. Another gestured to the door. Paramedics flooded into the house and I watched as they carried Aaron onto a stretcher and rolled him out.
"Aph!"
Katelyn pushed past some of the policemen and embraced me in a bear hug.
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"W-What are you doing here?""I called the police..."
I gave her the 'explain' look and she sighed.
"Don't worry about it. For now, let's get you to the hospital."
Katelyn helped me into the ambulance and we sped off towards the hospital.
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Secret Relationship: An Aphmau AU
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