She Will Be Loved

Ch. 1

"it wasn't my fault matthew!" christina yelled at him

they were having one of their usual fights which ended very, very badly for one of them, she was lucky max wasn't here to see it, he was at Jordan's house for the week

"it was your fault! if you had just listened to me like i asked you to, we wouldn't be having this problem!" he yelled back at her

"stop yelling at me! it's a fucking cake for gods sake!" she shouted but this time her voice was a bit lower

"the fact that the cake over baked is not the problem christina!"

"then what's the problem" she said, this time not yelling, just in a cold, annoyed tone

"you never listen to me! ever! and it's really fucking annoying!" he yelled louder

"stop yelling!"

"make me stop yelling!" he yelled again

"i hate fighting with you!" she shouted back at him

"it's just an arguement!"

"are you kidding me?! just an arguement?! that's never how it ends matt, and you know that" she said a bit pissed at him

"we wouldn't be fighting all the time if you weren't such a bitch!" he yelled at her

she sighed loudly and turned around as she started walking to the door "i'm leaving"

"no the fuck you're not" he said as he grabbed her by the arm and pushed her against the wall hard

"let me go" she said coldly as he held her arms against the wall, making it impossible for her to move

she knew what was coming, it happened almost every night, everytime he got mad, this would happen, something christina would never forget

"you're not leaving" he said quietly in a harsh tone

"i don't want to be here" she said a little louder than she expected

"well you have no fucking choice" he said as he grabbed her by the shirt and slapped her across the face, leaving a red mark

he pulled her by the arm into the kitchen and pushed her hard into the counter, she felt a striking pain on her waist line as she let out a small scream, he took the keys from her, threw them on the counter and pulled her up by holding her arm tight "if you ever think of leaving again, i can't explain what i'll do to you" he said and stared her in the eyes, she felt tears roll down her cheeks and onto the ground

"if you tell anyone what just happened, i'll make it worse.. do you understand?" he asked, towering over her small body

she just nodded as salt water fell from her crystal blue eyes

he let her go and shoved her backwards harder than before, this time her back hit the edge of the counter, leaving a big bruise that began to bleed slightly making her yell out of pain "shut up! you deserve this" he punched her in the ribcage and shoved her one more time into the counter, leaving another 6 inch bruise, he walked upstairs and slammed the door shut

christina was laying on the floor crying, she couldn't move, if she did she was sure her bones would break into peices, that's how much pain she was in, she grabbed the edge of the counter and tried to sit up

but with every movement that passed by, she felt her bones ripple apart from one another, it was a struggle to breathe, she sat up against the wall and cried harder, she held her stomach in pain and felt the blood dripping down her spine

a few hours passed and she was still sitting there crying, she felt hopeless, all she needed was someone to tell her it was going to be okay, someone to tell her that she's not alone, but she wasn't going to get that anytime soon..