It was another argument with Mark, my boyfriend. I knew from previous arguments to just sit there and let him yell or else I'd get hit. I knew I should leave him but at this point, I was petrified of what would happen.
"Look at me when I talk to you!" He commands.
My head snaps up to meet his red, bloodshot eyes.
"You're so disgusting, it makes me sick just looking at you!" He screamed.
I looked at him and felt every insult that he told me but yet I knew he was just sick. I knew he meant it right now but if was okay he wouldn't.
"I'm sorry Mark, I know that I should have listened to you but I didn't and I apologize, can we go to bed now?" I plead.
"You're sorry," Mark laughed.
He slowly raised his hand and I closed my eyes to get ready for the smack. He hit me hard, probably leaving a bruise or handprint. After afew more hits he just left. He left our apartment and left me there broken.
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"Come in the pool!" Daniel, my best friend, pouted.
"No I'm fine," I say.
"Aren't you hot in that dress? I know you have your bathing suit so come on!" He continued.
I shake my head and smile at the boy who stuck out his bottom lip. He sighs but goes back to goofing off with my less closer bestfriends.
A little bit passes when I feel myself being picked up by one of the boys.
"No!" I wail.
But that did not work and the person, who I found out to be Jonah, threw me into the pool. I got out and went to Daniel's room to change and putting my dress into the dryer. I was now in soe shorts and one of my tang tops Christina left here.
I went back outside and the boys all went wide-eyed once they saw me.
"Wha-" I start to ask but notice they see my bruises.
Daniel was the first to get out and approach me.
"Who the fuck did that? Was it Mark?" Daniel interrogated.
"We should go," Zach quietly says to the other boys.
They all go inside of the house while Daniel comes and sits down next to me.
"I'm not mad at you Y/n I just, I want to know who did this and if it was Mark, we'll get you help but you need to tell me okay," Danny explains.
"I know you're not mad at me and yeah, it is Mark. It's been going on for about 3 months now," I tell him.
Daniel's eyes fill with hatred but he quickly calms down, for me.
"Are you scared? is that why you didn't say anything?"He questions.
I slowly nod and feel tears prick my eyes.
"I'm sorry," I quietly say before beginning to sob.
Daniel holds me in his arms and rocks us side to side.
"Do you want to come stay with us? I know that you're scared but we'll all go down and grab your things. You can leave him a note?" Daniel suggests.
"Yeah, I would like that," I smile.
Danny continues to hold me and rock side to side in silence. Minutes pass and before we know it it's dark.
"Mark should start his shift soon so we better get going," I break the silence.
Daniel nods and stands up. He leads me into the living room where the boys are. The room was silent and the boys looked like they were...thinking. Daniel tells them the plan and we put it into action.
The boys grab all of my things while I write a letter and grab anything that was mine around the livingroom and kitchen. Just as the boys and I are read to leave, Mark stands in the doorway.
"Y/n, what are they doing here?" Mark demands.
"Helping me move," I tell him.
"Move? You aren't leaving," Mark says while slowly walking towards me.
Daniel steps in front of him and pushes him back.
"Actuall Mark Y/n is moving and you will not stop her," Daniel growls.
Mark laughs in Daniel's face and then stops.
"Not if I say she doesn't," He tells him.
"You can't make her," Zach comments.
Mark tries to push Daniel aside but he doesn't budge. Mark then raises his arm but just as he is about to make contact, Jonah holds his arm up. Jonah send him a quick smirk before punching him in the jaw, leaving Mark unconscious.
Daniel grabs my hand leads me back to the van with all of my things.
