Skylars POV
I was running through the woods behind my house as fast as I could. While my father was past out on the floor, Danny had decided to pay me a visit. My "beloved" boyfriend took a couple of bears from the fridge, (and by "a couple" I mean 2/3 packs), and drunk them all, watching me whimper in the corner from the beating I had gotton from my oh-so-loving father, (Sarcasm!), with cuts and bruises lining my body. Danny started hitting and kicking me, then I noticed he'd left the door open, and a sudden adrenaline rush hit me. I crawled under Danny's legs and ran to the door, I ran out and sprinted behing the little cottage in the middle of nowhere I called "home". I was running as fast as I could, and then I was here, out of breath and still running for my life.
"Hey bitch! Where'd you go! You should know better than to run!" I heard Danny's voice roar through the trees. I had run away before, and it wasn't pretty when he caught me. I was knocked out for a whole day. Not that anyone cared. I was the outcast of the school. I carried on running, and then I felt tears making there way down my face. I wiped them off quickly, knowing that if Danny caught me and saw I was crying, I would get a broken rib or a black eye for being so weak. "Skylar baby! Come on out! Your only making it worse for yourself! You know you deserve everything you get!" He yelled, and then I heard him chuckle. I did, I thought to myself. I did, for staying with him. I deserve to get the crap beaten out of me for putting up with a piece of shit like Danny. I was going to be brave, and tell him everything I had just told myself, but it was at that point I saw a little cabin up ahead. I ran straight for it. I noticed my breathing was escalating rapidly, feeling a panic attack coming on. Oh, great! Just great! I said to myself, putting as much sarcarsm in my thoughts as possible.
Thankfully, the cabin was unlocked. I ran in and shut the door, collapsing in front of it. I heard a door open from inside the cabin, and then rushed footsteps heading towards me. I saw his beautiful face as he knelt down beside me, the face of the boy I had been in love with for 4 years, the face of bad-boy-outcast-emo, Christian Coma. I felt a smile grow on my lips, the everything went black.
A/N Sorry for the short chapter, the next will be longer, I promise!!! Leave coments, and please vote if you like it so far!! xxxx
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Reunited: A Christian Coma love story
FanfictionSkylar is 17 years old, and lives with a father who barely acknowledges her existence, ever since her mother left he's beat her, and ignored her for 12 years. She has resorted to Self-harm. She has an abusive boyfriend, and is called an "emo" "slut"...
