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4). What? - Byron Prt. 2

Rosey's pov -

I wake up with an arm around me and I turn over into it. My treehouse gets cold at night and he's all I have for warmth. I stare up at his face and the past year flashes before my eyes.

We couldn't get enough of each other, we laughed and joked and he was the first person to ever make me feel like I deserved something, that I wasn't who or what Jonah said. Shortly after we started dating he began to notice the bruising and wouldn't stop questioning me until I gave in. I told him everything, why my hand is scared, why I'm always the first to school, why Jonah hates me. I can't even reference to him as my father because that's just never what he was/is. When he found out about the abuse I led him here. To my secret place. I told him about my treehouse dream and later that day he picked up books about building treehouses and we built one together. I've never been happy like this before. I know I'm happy but I'm not too sure I would call it love.

After a little while things changed. He became distant and I became insecure and didn't want to bother him with it. Soon after that he took my virginity. It wasn't very romantic either. We were at school and he was mad. So instead of just punching a wall we had sex. I didn't say no,  I wanted to see what it was like. After that we had it a lot. Once that started happening any real feelings kinda left. I still cared about his well being I still thought he was cute but I'm not sure, something was gone.

Whatever it is I want to get it back. He's my only life line. He's the one and only thing in my life that has EVER cared about me or my well being. He's the only person to tell me I'm beautiful and that I'm worth it. Even though the relationship is declining I still believe those words I guess. He wouldn't just have sex with me if I wasn't pretty or hot or whatever he thinks. I know one thing for sure. If I ever lose him I'm going to go down a downward spiral and fast. I really don't think I can make it without him or at least having someone being on my team to always support me. That's what I need, support. And he's the only one who has ever given it.

I'm also not an idiot. He's erudite, not amity. And I'm not Amity. I'm not too sure what but I get into too many fights for Amity. After we built our treehouse and we were snuggled up I asked him where he would be going. He's a year older than me and now, today, he's 16 and it's the day of the choosing ceremony. He promised he'd stay in Amity with me and I promised the same. We would officially move into our treehouse and we would call it home. I already do, considering I only go the house when I know Jonah is at work to get my clothes or take a shower, sometimes I take a little food but nothing he would notice. At this point almost all of my clothes are here.

I've only had a few run ins since building the tree house. He flipped out every time calling me a dirty rat and beating me. Byron didn't like this at first. He would get so mad he wanted to fight Jonah and I had to literally force him to stay at the treehouse. But again, as time went on he just began expecting that to happen and the care went down. He would try to help me calm down and that was about it. We'd usually have sex after. That was the routine, just meaningless sex. I wasn't a fan but I didn't want to tell him no, what if he left?

He starts to stir and that immediately takes me out of my daze. He opens his brown eyes and peers down at me. "Are you staring again?" He askes, looking almost bored. "Nooo" I try to reply a little flirty and he doesn't get the message. Instead he just rushes up and out of bed. As soon as his arm leaves me i don't notice any difference. I was snuggled into him and I didn't feel any warmth or really anything. Great we got a lot to work on.

Once he's up he looks over at me and just blankly states, "it's choosing day" I feel nervous as he just keeps looking at me. "Are you still staying with me?" I ask avoiding his eyes. If his answer is no I have no idea how I'll live.