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I laid there on the ground with tears coming from my eyes.
"You are nothing," He spat at me "I can't believe me and your mother put up with you."
My feeling turned from sadness to pure anger. Did he really just say that? Did he mean it?
I ran upstairs and locked my door. I cried into my pillow. I was just so mad I wanted to leave and never come back. I rushed to my window and climbed out, which was convenient that there was a ladder there from the other times I snuck out of the house to have time to myself away from my drunk dad.
I reached the bottom and had tears flowing down from my eyes. I ran to James's house. I saw his light still on in his room. I threw a pebble from off the ground at his window. He came to the window and looked down.
"Catherine? What are you doing here?" he asked with a confused look. He looked at my face again. He came downstairs and opened the door for me. I felt guilty since I just came unexpected. He snuck me into his room.
His parents were sleeping in the room way across the hall so they couldn't hear the conversation. We walked to his room and he closed the door. We both stood there then I hugged him tight. He rubbed my back and I just stood there crying into his shoulder getting tear stains on his shirt. I don't think he minded. I backed up and looked him in the eyes. His eyes looked so sympathetic. I wiped my tears and tried to stop sniffling.
"What happened?" he said patting my back
"My dad. He hit me and said some very hurtful words, I was just got so upset." I choked out fighting back more tears
I cried into my hands again and he pulled me close to him. He then stepped back letting those words sink in.
"He hit you!?" he basically yelled in a whisper voice
He backed up. I nodded my head. His hands and jaw were clenched and his eyes became darker. I could see the anger building up. He walked back and forth around the room.
"Why?" he said clearly showing the rage in his voice
He punched a hole in the wall.
"James calm down you're scaring me!" I yelled in panic
I never seen him like this before. He was always a sweet caring boy. I never knew he had this in him.
"Don't tell me to calm down when that bastard hurt my love!" he replied but getting quite at the end
Did he just call my his "love"? He really cares. I think he can relate to the abuse because of what the family went through. I was scared he was going to go to my house and do something he would regret.
So I was going to distract him from doing something stupid.
"Can I stay here tonight?" I asked shyly with tears still in my eyes. He walked up to me and gave my a hug "Of course you can, you can stay as long as you want until you feel comfortable to go back." he said but his voice seemed shaky when he talked about me going back.
He didn't want to see me get hurt. I'm just so glad he could understand. We finally went to the bed and cuddled. We laid there. He said "I'll always be here for you Catherine." that sent chills down my spine but it made me feel warm inside to have someone like him in my life. He kissed my forehead as I drifted off into a deep slumber still in his comfortable arms.
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Stand By Me
Novela JuvenilCatherine Marie Dennis describes herself as a pale overweight 16 year old girl struggling to see her own beauty in this world, but that's when she meets the girl that will change her life for ever. Her best friend struggles with the same problems t...