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Sorry I have terrible spelling so yea

TRIS POV

I close my eyes hoping it's just a dream , but it's not this is real.

He pushes me hard against the wall kissing me passionately, i'm to terrified to scream or shriek he stops kissing me and pulls away then starts punching and kicking me, I let out a sob and mumble the words "please Eric stop" he doesn't, his face is the last thing I see before every thing goes black.

I wake up and see a pair of stormy blue eyes I gasp he grabs my arms and pulls me up then he holds me up half dragging, half walking me "we're are we going" I ask "to my house, we need to get you clean you up".

I sudden become aware that I bruised and covered in blood "who did this to you" he ask with curiosity.

I say nothing we sit in silence the hole car ride, we finally arrive he cleans my wounds and keeps asking about what happened but I refuse to talk I say thank you then walk home.

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