The Change {Louis Tomlinson~AU~PUNK~}

Chapter 60: Abuse

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*JESSE'S POV*

I wake up at 6:49 pm from my nap.

I decide to look around for Chase, but I can't find him anywhere.

As I pick up Ella I hear the door slam. I place Ella back into her crib.

I walk into the living room to see Chase angry and with a bottle of beer in his hands.

He isn't drunk yet though.

"Chase, are you okay?" I ask my husband.

He has his ripped blue jeans on, with socks. He doesn't have any shirt on under his open blazer, making the top of his boxers visible.

He looks at me with his truly angry eyes. His eyes are practically black.

"Chase, do you want me too cook dinner?" I ask as tonight is my turn to cook.

He stomps to me making me take slow steps back into our room.

"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU ANNOYING BITCH!" He yells.

My back finally hits the walk of our room.

Ella starts crying.

"YOU STUPID ANNOYING PEICE OF CRAP!" He yells at Ella. He raises his hand acting like he's ready to slap Ella.

Right when he attempts swinging at the baby I get infront of him and he slaps me instead.

"WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!" I yell at him.

He starts to break everything including my phone in sight. He throws my phone at me after he already broke it. It hits my arm.

Shit that hurt!

"YOURE USELESS!" He yells at me. What is wrong with him?!

He punches my nose and I hear a snap. Tears fly. I feel a lot of blood tripling from my nose. I hold my nose and try to get up but he kicks my leg making me fall back down.

He starts drinking his beer as he walks away and start to watch tv in the living room.

I quickly place Ella in her carrier. I climb out of our room window.

I get a taxi to take me to the hospital.

I keep my free hand on my nose the whole time.

I walk into the hospital.

•••

I thank the doctor as I walk out. I walk out of the hospital and bump into someone and stumble back.

I look up and see Chase scowling down at me. My breathing accelerates.

"Trying to run away eh?!" He lowly grumbles. He grabs my free hand and drags me and Ella to his car.

•••

*A YEAR LATER*

I look over at my two year old daughter Ella. She watches in horror as Chase abuses me. This has become a regular thing.

He gives me a black eye and he draws blood from my arm. After he's finished he walks into his bedroom. I get up and look at myself in the mirror.

I have scares on my neck and three on my face. My black eye looks horrible.

Earlier when Chase had me tied to he kitchen chair he was hurting Ella and I kept on yelling at him to stop and I got free and I started throwing weak punches and slaps to his back.

A year ago I looked better, happier, and I was more strong, but now I look completely fragile cuts and bruises everywhere, Chase doesn't let me eat as much as a human should.

I start crying.

I hear snoring coming from him back in his room.

I walk over to Ella. "Baby, mommy is going to get us out of here. I promise." I whisper to her as she still cries quietly.

We've tried escaping but we always fail.

I pack things that I know we need into a backpack. I purchase two plain tickets on my phone.

I pack things that Ella wouldn't live without like a few of her favorite toys and stuffed animals along with a coloring book into her backpack and help it onto her back.

I pull her hair up into a ponytail and to the same to mine.

I sneak back into Chase's room. He holds the keys to his car in hand.

I carefully and slowly slip it put of his grip. He grunts and moves a bit but thankfully doesn't wake up.

I pick up Ella. I run out the door to his car and set Ella in her car seat. I place my backpack in the passenger seat. I start the car. I see Chase step in the door way glaring at me as his car won't start.

"Come on , come on!" I panic. It finally starts as he bangs on my window.

I pull out and speed to the airport.

•••

I run to catch the plane and successfully get on. I hold Ella's hand as we sit down with her the one next to the window.

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

"Yes mummy." She answers in her sweet voice. I grin at her.

In the middle of the flight I fall asleep while holding my daughter's small hand.

•••

A passenger wakes me up, telling me that we reached out destination in Doncaster.

I take Ella with me to get our baggage and a taxi to a house that I found that I could afford.

•••

It's an air bnb.

Ella looks sleepy.

I pick up Ella and take her to her room. I cover her up in the covers that can protect her from the new cold winter air.

I lock every window and the front door. I feel very paranoid. I know now that it'll be harder to trust anybody or talk.

•••

I take Ella with me to the store to buy a new phone with the same number.

When we get back home Ella falls asleep watching cartoons. I bring my knees to my chin and let my tears go. Quiet sobs leaving my lips.

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