Yeah Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I think.
How can she start a new story when she barely started her first two.
And I apologize, but my computer is a bit messed up and keeps crashing down and I had to type the next chapter of When You Look Me In the Eyes two times now. I'm in the middle of it and it should be posted soon, so keep an eye out for it.
On a better note, I am going to be getting an Apple Macbook soon enough, so uploading will be more frequent! Yay! Thank the world for dad's.
But this idea just popped up and I had to write it. I think it might be my favorite now.
Anywho, hope you like it! And I promise to work on When You Look Me In the Eyes tomorrow, since it's almost 1:30 am here in good ole New York.
Sorry for being M.I.A lately.
Cheers!
You know you love me,
Gossip Girl
lol jk, I don't even watch Gossip Girl!
^_^ xo Lexi xo ^_^
Chapter 1
"You b*tch!" His angry voice echoed through my head as I lay on the floor, clutching my throbbing cheek as tears poured out from my eyes, sliding down like a waterfall, warming my cold cheeks. Pain soared throughout my body, leaving a stinging sensation behind.
The ground felt rough underneath me, the metallic taste of blood lingering in my mouth.
I gasped and willed myself to say something. My body shaking like crazy from fear.
"Richy, I had to check on Matt, please, he was crying" I cried out, and although my voice managed to stay steady, anyone could clearly tell I was in pain.
His legs came in contact with my stomach and I winced and my hands shot out from my face, clutching onto the fabric of my dress, pain shooting through my body, and quiet sobs trembled through my body.
Taking a risk, I met his blue eyes, that once made me feel safe. But now, they were clouded by a haze of harshness. Anger the only emotion lying deep in them.
It's been that way ever since he r*ped me and found out I was pregnant.
I used to trust him. I though he was my friend. I never thought he wanted to be more than that.
"That little piece of sh*t always get's in the way. I should take care of that" He sneered and turned to walk away to Mathew's nursery.
Immediately, I froze. The pain was now a pin prick compared to the thought of him hurting my baby. NO! My baby!
My heart felt like it was on fire and my sobs became loud as I struggled to stand up.
Once I knew it was useless, I began to crawl.
I would not let him hurt my baby! He could hurt me all he wanted. But please not my child! Matt was my life. My reason for existence. I couldn't lose him!
I began to pace faster and by the time I reached him, his hands had shot out into the crib. I could hear Matt's struggles and his crying. The sound pierced the air like a bullet to my heart. My maternal instincts kicked in.
I paced faster and grabbed his legs, pulling him. I could tell this caught him off guard as he stumbled and fell to the floor.
His eyes were closed and he groaned, before shooting his eyes open and giving me a murderous look. A growl formed in the back of his throat and his hand pulled back ready to slap me. But I had to save Matt. I couldn't allow him a chance to touch my baby.
