Bruises

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Your POV

I lay there shaking uncontrollably as my father left. I slowly got up and looked at the mirror. A black eye,busted lip,and a HUGE bruise on my forehead. Makeup! I grabbed my makeup bag and covered my black eye,the bruise and the cuts and bruises on my arms. Why was i born?I hopped out the window and started randomly walking not caring where i end up,yet i end up at the park. "Y/N Hey!" Ted?! Oh Shit, i turned around "Hi Ted." I faked a smile.

Ted POV

"Hi Ted." Y/N said as she smiled a fake smile. But i ignored it. "So um considering we just met and all i was wondering if i could come over to your place and tomorrow you can come to my house?" Her eyes widened as she looks away. "W-well i don't think that's a g-great idea!" she said quickly. "Why not?" Instead of replying (@n u r wearing a short sleeved shirt of ur color choice and jeans and sandals.) she took of running,i took of after her and grabbed her arm. She struggled to get away "Ted let go!" she screamed. A TON of makeup came of revealing bruises and cuts. (WTF moment) "WHAT THE HELL TED LEAVE ME ALONE!!" she screamed at me. "NO! I WANT AN EXPLANATION!" she stared at me a weak look in her pretty e/c eyes. She sat down on the bench putting her head in her hands. "It's my dad, he hates me with all his heart i know it,it started 7 years ago,my dad always beat my mom and i,two years later they both came home drunk and started beating me" she said tears welling up in her eyes looking at me, she wiped the makeup from her face of  revealing a black eye and a bruise on her forehead. She scooted as close to me as possible as i wrapped an arm around her. "they never stop,i called the police once my parents beat the shit outta me,when i was a 9 they forced me to get a tattoo, 666 is what it was i still have it (in honor of that little boy whos stupid ass bitching parents did that to him) its on my the back of my shoulder, everytime i see it i-i just think of that day,at night when i close my eyes i can hear myself crying and screaming for them to stop, but they didnt they just laughed at me endlessly, and the-" she just burst into tears i gave her a hug i wanted to say it was gonna be okay but i could say nothing.

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