Treat Her Better

Chapter 1

Lisa's POV:

I have had feelings on a certain girl for a while now. She is cute, kind, caring and supportive. However, I know I can't have her...For she is my sister, my best friend and is in a relationship with someone...a twisted and poisonous relationship. The poor girl, is under his act and will do anything to stay devoted to him. If only if there was a way for me to get her out of that relationship. I know that I can treat her better. Better than he certainly can. That girl is my little sister, Amy...

I was at home, just sat on my couch, minding my own business, when I hear the door open and I see Amy come in. God she is so damn perfect...Lisa! She is in a relationship, you moron!!

"Hey Lise!" She says happily, coming over to me and hugging me. Ugh, if only if I can hold her close and just as affectionate as she is with me...

"Oh, hi Ames. Good time with Blake?" I ask, trying to seem happy for her. Ever since the day I met Blake, I knew he was bad news...He is just not good enough for her and he mainly uses her for her looks and body, it disgusts me to the core, even though he hasn't done anything to hurt her, he does and he is a dead man.

"It was alright, just same old stuff we do. Go to the coffee house, spend time with his parents, go to the park, and all that jazz." She says, but this time, not as eager. Something tells me that something didn't go too good. Hope she is okay, I hate seeing my sister upset.

"Oh, right, okay." I say as I see her go to head upstairs. When the coast was clear I checked the time. 5:49pm...Well, it wouldn't kill to go out for a little jog around the block.

Amy's POV:

I head up to my room, and sigh sadly to myself. He was starting to get really aggressive with me. I take off my jumper and slowly pulled up my shirt to reveal a bluish-purplish bruise on my stomach. This was when he kicked me in the stomach. It hurt so much, but I toughed it out. If any of the girls found out, they will go crazy.

I don't think any of the girls are in, so I just lay on my bed. I sighed sadly again and go listen to some music on my phone. Listening to the music made tears form in my eyes until I heard a gentle knock on the door and I dried my eyes and head to my door to see that it was Christina.

"Hey Ames, we've made lasagne if you want to come have some with us all." Christina offered as I nodded and went down with her. I didn't really wanna eat anything but it would be really suspicious if I didn't. Also Blake has been body shaming me recently so even just a little bit of food will be enough.

I got downstairs and took a seat between Kath and Lisa, which made me feel happy, knowing I was surrounded by my sisters. True family. Once we were done saying prayers, we started eating. I just wish there was a way out of this.

"Ames? You okay?" Christina asked to which I responded with a quick nod, although I feel guilty as hell for lying to the people I love, I would rather carry the burden than upset my sisters. Christina nodded, even though she seemed pretty uncertain. I was soon done eating and once I took my plate in, I decided to go outside and have some time to myself. When I saw the bench that was in our shaded area, I walked over to it and took a seat where I closed my eyes and thought about some stuff, especially with him...

Flashback:
So me and Blake had just gone out bowling but he seemed to look really angry. I don't know what I've done now but I feel like something might happen. He arrived at his flat to which he roughly grabbed my wrist, which really hurt.
"Ow Blake, your hurting me." I whispered faintly to which that got me a hard slap to the face which stung as he dragged all the way up to his flat.
"Shut the fuck up, you fat bitch!" He yelled, hurting my feelings as he kicked his door open, and flung me across the room, causing me to hit my back and head on the floor. I whimpered a little in pain, going to try get the phone off the table to call for help to which he immediately knocked the phone too far out of my reach. He had a devilish look on his face, as he locked the door and came closer to me.
"Please Blake...d-don't do this." I pleaded to him and I guess that angered him more as he pinned me to the floor and started to beat me hard. I let our silent sobs of despair as he hit and kicked me, mainly around my stomach, until I can barely breath.
"Now, stay there until you can move again and go home. Worthless piece of shit." He growled bluntly as he headed off to his room in a strop. I quivered on the floor from being cold and in pain. How am I supposed to get out of this mess...?

I soon opened my eyes to see that it is already quite dark outside as I sighed sadly and looked at the bruises on my waist. They get more painful each day. And I keep it a secret to my family, God, maybe he's right in calling me worthless?

Lisa's POV:

I was laid in bed with Charles cuddling my chest. It must of been at least 12 maybe 1 in the morning where I guarantee the girls are all asleep. I couldn't really sleep since all that was on my mind was Amy. Speaking of her, I heard a quiet knock at my door, who would be knocking this early in the morning?

"Come in!" I called out quietly as my door slowly opened, only to reveal Amy. "Ames, its like 1 in the morning what are you doing up?"

"I can't sleep, and I feel lonely." She says quietly, her voice sounding like she has been...crying? I signal her to come and get in my bed. She was quite hesitant at first but she soon slid into the bed with me, making me smile slightly as I see her get close to me.

"How about I get my laptop and we can watch a movie on Netflix?" I asked Amy to which she nodded. I reached onto the floor to get my laptop and logged into my Netflix, scrolling through the movies until I found a Christmas movie. It was getting close to Christmas anyways so I decided to put that on for us both as we watched the movie.

Not long before the movie ended, I could hear some light snores and when I looked down, I saw a sleeping Amy cuddling into my side. I smile a little more as I put my laptop down and kissed her forehead softly.

"Night Ames, I love you..." I whisper before starting to fall asleep myself...