Rusty (18+)

He got hands

*unedited*
Rusty's POV

My eyes slowly come open as Tyler shakes me. I groan and roll over but he continues. "Why won't you let me sleep?" He starts shaking me harder and faster. "For fucks sake, Tyler, I'm awake, God damn."

He stops and moves away from me. I sit up on the side of the bed and stretch. A small yawn escapes my mouth as I stand up and walk to my bag. I dig out some clothes and put them on. I ignore Tyler as I make my way into the kitchen. I quickly make eggs and bacon. I make enough for me and me only.

I start to eat when Tyler walks into the kitchen and glares at me. I roll my eyes and continue eating. "Who told you that you could make food?" I continue to ignore him. "Rusty."

Rage and anger start radiate off of him and I keep my eyes focused on my plate of food. Tyler grabs my plate and chunks it against the wall and I look at him.

"What the hell is your fucking problem?" I snap. I can't do the cold shoulder anymore. It's not me. I'm not going to drop to his ducking level.

Tyler slaps me across the face making me jerk my head to the side. I quickly grab my cheek and hold back the tears. I hear the harsh and rough breaths of Tyler. I run back to his room and put my jandals on and leave the house. I leave my phone behind because he'll know where to find me from Snapchat and I don't want that.

Why the hell did he fucking slap me. Like the fuck?

I spent most of the day walking around this small town and started making my way back to his house. Tyler nor Ford is here. Makes me a little scared but I can do this. I walk through the front door and quietly close it. I slide my shoes off and try to navigate my way through the darkness. I bump into something hard and curse underneath my breath as I stumble backwards.

I try to move around whatever I hit when two big hands grab my and throw me against the wall. The door knob hit the lower part of my back causing me to groan out in pain. I slide down the door as I stare into the darkness. The pair f hands grab my again and start beating me and throwing me around like a rag doll.

I finally give up and go limp in there hands. They cradle me in there arms and lay me on the couch and walk away. I look to my side and see a phone screen light up. I quickly grab it and see it's from Ashlee.

FROM Ashlee: Hey, you better fucking beat her or else I will file false charges on you and you know I fucking will!!! I will say you raped me!

I quickly set the phone back down and roll over on my side and wince in pain. I let the darkness consume me as I close my eyes.

After waking up this morning I completely avoided everyone. I shower and hit most of the visible bruises even the love bites and hickeys. I haven't see Tyler since he beat me and I'm glad because now I'm leaving on my own. I make my way to Tyler's room and quietly walk in. I grab all of my stuff when he walks in and With red puffy eyes and swollen cheeks.

I look down at his soaking wet shirt. I frown a little but then look back at his face as tears stream down his face.

"Rusty, I'm so fucking sorry. I panicked and did it. Fuck, please forgive me. I'm really sorry. You can tell anyone about this please." The message from Ashlee last night flashes through my head and I cringe. Why would she do that? I have done nothing to her. "Rusty...I'm sorry."

I nod. I look everywhere but his eyes. Tyler takes a step towards me and I freeze. Tyler reaches for me and slightly touches my shoulder and I flinch.

"I need you to say something." I look up into his eyes and see the hurt and pain within them.

"Take me home and I'll forget about it." He moves his hand away from me and nods. I move around him and go out to his car. I climb in and buckle up. Tyler climbs in and looks over at me for a second and then turns his attention to the car. "No one can know about this."

No words leave his mouth. I'm glad none did because I can't handle any more apologies or an explanation at this point. Moving on and forgetting is the best option right now.

Never will I ever let a man lay his hands on me again. I'm not weak. I'm a strong independent woman. I can break through any obstacle in front of me.

Before I knew it we were already in Desmond, two hours away from Franklin, my home town. I rushed out the car as soon as he threw it in park. I didn't say a goodbye or nothing I rushed inside and off to my room. I sent a group text out to all my employees about me take a few extra days and I turned my phone off. I lock my door and turn off all the lights as I climb in bed and go to sleep.