tongue piercing • liangelo ball [ON HOLD]

xvii - her

just so you know, this chapter will have mentions of abuse in it. read at your own risk, but know that this is only for the story. thank you & also i will be back to my actual upload schedule this week xx
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"Y'know, I killed a man once." I hear Liangelo stay, and I'm snapped out of the trance I was previously in.

"You did what now?" I ask, looking at him like he has three heads.

"I didn't do nothin', I was just tryna get your attention. You spaced out pretty badly, I just wanted to make sure you're okay." He says, his arm encircling my waist a little bit more tightly.

"Oh. I'm sorry, I've been doing this a lot lately, I have no idea why. I just space out and don't come back for a while." I say and Liangelo nods, understanding.

"I understand. But whatever is going on, I promise to help you get through. No matter what, I'm here for you." He says, and my heartbeat quickens and a blush creeps onto my face.

Liangelo and I spend another hour or so watching Friends before I turn the TV off and face him. He smiles at me and I smile back.

"I honestly don't know what I'd do without you." I say, kissing his cheek quickly.

"I don't know what I'd do without you either. But I have to sleep, I have a game tomorrow. Which by the way, do you want to come to? I managed to score an extra ticket even though it sold out." Liangelo asks, and I nod quickly.

"I would love to. You staying over tonight? You don't have to but I'd enjoy it." I say, and Liangelo smiles.

"Why else would I have brought my overnight bag? Of course I'm sleeping over. SLUMBER PARTY!" He says in the most high-pitched voice he can muster. I begin to laugh uncontrollably, causing him to laugh as well.

"Well, I'm going to go put my pajamas on, you do whatever." I say, getting up and jogging to my room to get some pajamas.

I change quickly and go to the bathroom to wash my face, hearing Liangelo coming up the stairs. I quickly finish washing my face and crawl into bed, looking Liangelo in the eyes as I do so.

"I can't believe I was lucky enough to snag you." Liangelo says and I let out a slight giggle.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask, trying to act offended.

"Nothing ma, get some sleep. I know you have a big economics test tomorrow." Liangelo says, and I nod.

I close my eyes and try to drift off. I do, but only for a short amount of time. I wake up fifteen minutes later, startled by Liangelo's absence from the bed. I brush it off and climb out of bed, going downstairs to my kitchen. I grab a water and take a seat on the counter and take a few sips, thinking.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Liangelo says from behind me, startling me. I jump a little bit and turn around and face him. He has a small smirk on his face and I roll my eyes, smiling while doing so.

"I wasn't thinking about anything in particular. Just thinking in general." I say and Liangelo nods.

"Honestly, there's so much I don't know about you. By this I mean the little things. What's your favorite ice cream flavor?" Liangelo asks, out of the blue and I giggle.

"Cookies and cream, you?" I ask and he scrunches his face up.

"I don't know, don't really have a favorite." He says and I nod. We sit in silence for another minute or so, enjoying each other's presence until I let out a small yawn. I then know it's time for me to actually sleep.

"I actually want to sleep now. Come on." I say, hopping down from my seat on the counter and grabbing Liangelo's hand, dragging him up the stairs.

We get into the same position as we were previously and I drift off into a restless sleep.

(this part is a dream just letting you know, that's why i'm putting it in italics)

"Get. The. Fuck. Up." Garner yells, hitting me in the side.

"Yeah you little slut, get up." Dylan adds, and I cry out in pain as Garner's boot makes its way into my side once more.

I slowly get up, wincing as I finally stand up. The pain in my ribs is almost unbearable, and all of the focus on that goes away as a hand makes it to my face. I bite my lip to keep from crying, knowing that'd probably earn me another slap.

"Why you gotta wear so much makeup at school? Makes you look like even more of a slut than you already are. You know that right?" Garner asks, inches from my face. The venom in his voice is evident and I wince once more. He smirks and I know he saw me wince. "Answer me." He screams in my face and my eyes go wide.

"I wear it to cover up my bruises." I manage to squeak out and an evil laugh comes from Garner's mouth. Dylan sits there shaking his head and my blood boils.

"Well if you weren't such a little bitch you wouldn't get hit."  Dylan says, creeping up from behind Garner and I mentally roll my eyes. Garner lifts up my shirt and looks at my ribs.

"Does it hurt?" Garner says, looking down at my ribs, that now have a large bruise from his kicking.

"Y-yeah." I say, almost inaudibly.

He looks up at me, a slight glimmer of hurt in his eyes. That small glimmer of hurt quickly fades to anger and I since for what's coming next.

"Erin! Erin! Wake up princess, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Liangelo asks, waking me up from my nightmare.

"I'm f-fine. Just a nightmare." I say, holding in tears that desperately want to fall.

"I'm here for you princess."