Help me

Chapter Three

Katy's POV

I woke up in my room to my usual alarm. I got up and put on a pair of shorts and a tank top and put my hair in a ponytail. I grabbed my phone and my bag and headed outside. Shawn texted me he was already at school. That meant I was going to walk to school on my own. As I was approaching the school, I saw a big crowd at the front of school, all of them chanting "fight, fight, fight, fight". I ran up, shoving through people to the middle of the crowd to see Aiden on top of someone, beating the absolute shit out of them.

"Dammit Aiden, get off him!" I yelled, pulling Aiden off only to get him to turn around and punch me square in the face.

"When I'm enjoying myself, you don't come and join. Okay bitch?"

"No, you shouldn't be beating the absolute shit out of people just for the hell of it, Aiden! God, I can't believe you!"

"You can't believe me? At least I don't go kissing my best friends like a slut!"

"I don't do that!"

"Bull shit, I saw you making out with Shawn last night."

"Bull shit to you asshole!" I said, shoving him back. At that moment, the crowd fell silent. No one ever stood up for themselves when it came to Aiden. Not even his best friends. They take the insults, but never insult him or do anything to hurt him.

"What the hell did you just say whore?"

I immediately regretted what I did, but I stood my ground. This is the farthest anyone's gone with him. "You heard me. Bullshit to you, asshole."

"You fucking bitch." He said, charging at me. Pure fear filled my body as I tried backing up, but he got to me too fast and started punching the hell out of me.

BZZ BZZ BZZ BZZ BZZ BZZ BZZ BZZ BZZ BZZ

My eyes flashed open to see Shawn sleeping beside me. I sat up and looked around. I was in his room. What happened yesterday? Was that a dream or do I not remember anything else? I looked up and down my body, seeing no signs of me getting hurt. I jumped up and ran to his bathroom and flashed the light on, but not a single bruise except the one he gave me two days ago. So that was just a dream. But it felt so real.

I gripped the counter and breathed, letting my head fall down to my chest. This had to end. I couldn't take it anymore. Aiden was going to be the death of me, I just know it. There was no way I could do this anymore without getting more hurt.

A knock on the door made me jump as I looked at who it was, but it was only Shawn.

"Dear god, you fucking scared the shit out of me."

"Wow, watch your dirty mouth, why don't ya?"

"Sorry. I just freaked out for a second."

"Was it another nightmare?" I nodded. "Was it about him?" I nodded again. He sighed and pulled me into a hug. "You have to get out of this relationship with him, Muffin. There's no way how you can keep going with this. He's going to hurt you even more than he already has if you don't leave."

"I know. I just don't know how."

We stood there for a couple minutes longer until my phone alarm went off. We went to his room and we got changed. I got dressed in tan pants, a white buttoned up shirt, a teal cardigan and my uggs. I put on mascara and a small amount of blush when I went to the bathroom and brushed my hair, leaving it down. I always left my hair down and long sleeves to hide the marks Aiden gave me.

If you're wondering where the hell i got all these things from, I brought them over last night cause I was gonna stay over.

When I got back to Shawn's room, he had thrown on a white tee shirt, black pants and black converse. We got our bags and phones and headed downstairs where Shawn's mom was making breakfast.

"We have yogurt in the fridge if you want."

"Cool."

As we went into the kitchen, I grabbed an orange crème yogurt and a spoon and began eating while Shawn ate eggs. When we were almost done, I got a text from him.

Aiden- I'm outside

"Oh god no." I mumbled.

"What?"

"Aiden's outside. I have to go." I said grabbing my stuff and heading out.

"Call me of anything happens."

"I will."

I walked out the door hoping, praying, that he wasn't really outside waiting for me, but he was. He was leaning against his car facing my house. There were no cars in the driveway, nor did it look like there had been any for a while.

"What do you need?" I asked in the sweetest voice I could muster. He flipped around, facing me. He had a bouquet of carnations.

"Just wanted to pick up my woman." I clenched my jaw while forcing a smile. I hated it when he called me his. When I got up to him, he kissed me. "Happy fifth month anniversary."

"Thank you!" I lied, taking the flowers and sniffing them. I climbed in the car as we drove to school.

"After school we're going somewhere."

"Where?"

"It's a surprise! But you're gonna love it."

I forced yet another smile. Great. He was probably taking me to a bar and he's gonna get drunk. He's gonna beat the hell out of me. There's no doubt about it. It happens every time he's drunk.

We got to school and we walked to his friend group. They were all smoking cigarettes. This smell I was used to. The very few times my family goes to family gatherings, everyone's smoking except my parents and I. I'm the youngest cousin/niece/granddaughter in the family, so everyone's of age to smoke.

I grabbed my phone and texted Shawn.

Me- he's taking me somewhere

Shawn- do you know where

Me-no. He's probably taking me to the bar or something like that

Shawn- why?

Me- it's our five month anniversary today

Shawn- fun

Me- so much 😒

The bell rung and I went to my first class, which Shawn was in.

"He gave you flowers?" Shawn asked when I walked in, raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah. He at least remembers that it's our anniversary."

"And you didn't."

I stuck my tongue out at him. "I don't want to remember when we met."

The teacher began talking. As the school day passed, I dreaded the end. I didn't know what was going to happen. But I didn't want anything to happen. I was sick of things happening to me with him.