"It all started when I was about 16 on September 14, 20XX."
A/N : This is going to be in first person point of view and spoken in present tense to make it a more "live" memory.
Warning: This chapter contains scenes that may trigger some people.
It's been almost three months since my early graduation and I am proud that I have a full-ride scholarship to John Hopkins. My family will not be in debt and I will go on to my health course starting next week! And life will be simple. Or so I thought.
I am snapped back to my reality when I hear my boyfriend call me over.
"Come here Mia." Lucas orders me. I immediately obey. He pats to the side of my couch and I sit their obediently.
"Now then, since no one is home, for the first time, how about we play a little game?" A mischievous glint in his eye.
"Wh- What do you mean?" I ask nervously. I look at my boyfriend. I look at my boyfriend of 3 years and wonder how he turned sadistic in the first place.
He leans closer, near my neck and whispers "Oh, you know exactly what I mean. The one that we never even get close to finishing." He says with an tone that meant 'I'm getting what I want.'
"Lucas, I'm sorry but no. I'm not ready." I say shyly, turning away.
"Look here princess, you either give it up willingly, or I take it forcefully and it's going to be painful." He snarls while tilting my head, holding my chin with his hand.
"Lucas, did you take your medication?" I ask worryingly, while cupping his cheek with my hand. He quickly grabs my wrist and pushes me to the couch. He grips tightly as I try to free my hand with the other, only to have both locked in a second later. I look straight into his eyes, fear evident in mine.
"Wimp." He huffs out. He slaps me across the face and pushes himself off of me and leaves my house, slamming the door. I quickly lock it and run to the restroom, only to see that he left his mark on my cheek.
*3 hours later*
The door unlocks with the cue of the jangling silver keys. The heavy footsteps of the boots my father wears and the laughter of my siblings with my mother talking with smiles.
"Hazel! We are home!" My Dad shouts eagerly.
I rush down the stairs, covering my cheek, but to no avail.
"Hey Pops! How was work?" I say trying to act smoothly. Except he never answers.
He looks me straight in the eye, darting from my eyes to my swelling cheek. His eyes turn a shade darker, his paternal instincts showing. My siblings and my mother turn around at the shift in his aura.
"Who. Did. That?" He seethes. I look down at the ground, tears welling up. My dad guessed it as he already knew of my abusive relationship with my boyfriend.
"Where is he?" He asks aggressively. "I swear I'm going to kill that boy when I see him again."
"Pops no! It was an accident I aggravated him..." I try to cover for Lucas. I question myself as I tell this white lie.
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Unravelling My Past
Fiksi UmumHazel Lynch just graduated from college and is off to a rocky start. She found her job, has an apartment, lives as a single woman. Unsure, giving, needs support, wants something or maybe even a somebody to give her a sense of security. She has a sec...
