Sencored

Chapter Thirteen (13)

Sencers p.o.v

[5 days later - how Puppy Luv skipped two weeks, the last couple chapters was two days in the skipped weeks.]

"W... W... What?" I stuttered, backing away slowly.

"I know..." He replied.

"You... You... You dont know anything!" I defended. We were off school and at his house, and in the kitchen making popcorn for a movie we rented off the company.

"I saw your stomach Sencer, I saw bruises and cuts! I know what I saw! And in detention too, member. You leaned your head up, I saw your back!" He whisper-yelled, at one point I thought he was about to raise his hand, but he wasnt my dad, he wouldnt hit me, I think...

"No. Your eyes are just playing with you. Im perfectly fine. Lets just watch the movie. Kay." I smiled, grabbing the steaming bag and Noahs hand leading him to the living room.

"Sencer!" He growled, tugging his arm away from mine. "Dont lie to me!" He took me by the shoulders, shaking me as if trying to knock some sense into me.

"Im not lying." Yes you are.

"I know you are! I saw! Tell me!" He yelled frustrated, but I shook my head. Hes lying, but then how would he know? I havent shown him or slipped him any views of my stomach or legs. I nibbled on my lip, forcing the tears out of my eyes. "Why are you lying to me!" He yelled in my face. "Just tell me the truth! Who gave you those?" His voice just kept on getting louder and louder.

Just like dads.

"I... I dont know." I said at last.

"Your lying to me Sencer! Dont lie to me!" He growled.

"I... I have, have... T... T... To go..." I whispered, I pulled away from him, head down, tears running own my face. I ran to the door, nearly bumping into his mom. "S... Sorry." I apologized, I picked up my bag and slung my bag on my back. Multiple strings tugged at my heart.

"Why are you yelling! Are you yelling at Sencer?" His mom squeaked. "How dare you!" She yelled, and a swift smacking sound was heard.

"Sencer! Wait! Im sorr--" I cut him off by shutting the door. I... He looked so mad. I thought he was going to hit me. I rubbed the spots were he grabbed me, before walking to the front lawn, and running as fast as I could home. I just couldnt believe it, he had yelled at me. Not once had he ever yelled, yet alone raised his voice at me. But he did today. But he grabbed me forcefully, I guess that saying would go good right now, 'Theres a first time for everything.'

Tears barreled down my face as I ran into the house, running to my room, shutting the door and locking it. I dumped my bag, and jumped face first on the uncomfortable bed. It...

It had just been little under a week and a half since he got into the fight with that guy.

Our relationship had been going so strong it was like we had no flaws. But apparently, it did. Well, I did. Noah was perfect, but me... I was no were close. I knew one day I would have to tell Noah, but I never thought it would happen like that.

I didnt even know what this meant right now. Did he break up with me? Is he through with my needing and stupidness?

The thought only hurt me more as I thought about it. Noah gave me confidence that I needed, and now I was scared. I didnt want to be judge. I never asked for my dad to hit me, and my mom not to do anything... But... I just.

"Ugh!" I screamed. I hate my life, I hate it, I wish I was never born.

Tugging at my hair, I sat on the floor, Noah probably hates me right now. Im a liar, a slut.