Math Tutor||Lil Peep

Chapter 13: Beat

Tuesday
February 13 2018
12:24 AM
Rose's POV

Dream
Me and Gus were walking along the beach shore. It was gorgeous and I was just able to get out of abusive relationship with Josh. He helped me. We called the cops and now he's in jail. I'm in love with him. I always was but if I date him, Josh would murder me and my whole family. Even if my dad abuses me, I still love him. I love my siblings. Just the thought of them dying like my mom died. "Rose, I need to talk to you." He held my hands. I gave him a worried look. "Don't worry I'm not breaking up with you." I let out a breath of relief. "Way to give me a heart attack, Peep." "Sorry baby. So we've known each other for a while. I love you with all my heart. You're my Goth Queen. You're my everything and without you, I probably would have shot the school up then shot myself. So, will you marry me?" He got on one knee. I cried tears of joy. "Yes!"

"ROSE!" I heard Bexey yell. Then a loud bang. I freaked out and rushed out of bed.

"What's happening?!" I ran down the stairs with my black shirt panties and white tank top pajamas. When I looked, I saw Gus beating Bexey up. "Stop! Gus!"

"Let go of me!" He pushed me down. I looked up in shock.

"I said stop!" I pushed him off. But he just slapped me. It gave me flashbacks from when Josh first hit me. He blamed it on that he was drunk even though it was clear he wasn't. He talked clearly, walked straight, didn't smell like alcohol. But I let it slide. That only made things worse. I cried really hard and went to a small corner. I tried my best to sooth myself. "Josh... No."

"Josh?" He asked and walked towards me. I shielded myself with my arms.

"Stop!" I screamed and ran upstairs.

"Rose!" He called for me. I locked my door and hid under my blankets. This was routine for me and Josh. I'd be over at his apartment for the night, he'd hit me, I'd try to defend myself, I'll curl up in a corner, then I'll run upstairs and lock the door in attempt to be safe. Hence that word, attempt.

"No. No. No." I kept repeating to myself.

"Rose, please. I'm sorry." That's what Josh does. He'll try and say he's sorry when he's not. He just says it to lure me out.

"Gus." I whispered and unlocked it. He hugged me tight.

"I'm sorry." He hugged me even tighter.

"Josh." I whispered.

"Why do you keep saying Josh?" He asked.

"No reason." I cried even harder.

"What has Josh been doing to you?" He asked.

"Nothing!" I raised my voice.

"Rose, please." He grabbed my wrists. I winced and yelped in pain. He looked at me confused.

"No... Gus." I begged as he lifted my sleeves up.

"Rose..." He examined the cuts I made not to long ago. "Why?"

"I can't say." I pulled my sleeves down.

"Rose, you know you can trust me." He closed the door and sat on my bed.

"I know it's not that I can't, it's just I can't trust what he'll do to me." I whispered.

"Josh?" He asked. I nodded. "Come on, Rose. I won't say I know."

"I know. Fine. So when we started dating, it was amazing. He'd buy me things even when insisted not to. He promised he'd die for me. But then one night, he just slapped me. Then it went from there. He lied and said he was drunk when he clearly wasn't. Not just that, my dad has custody of us cause my mom died. Her boyfriend killed her. My dad abuses me too so I never felt safe. Wherever I went. The doctor just thinks I'm depressed so I have Lexapro, anti depressants, and it's got me addicted. I've got issues."