Abused

Chapter 17

Five months later...

It was Nicole's birthday and I was invited. I told Nate about it and begged him to let me go to the party. He agreed, with one condition: I'll have to get here by 9:30. "Yes, sir." I thanked him and started climbing up the stairs to my room. A minute later, as I was putting on my shoes, he burst through the door and growled, saying I wasn't allowed to go.

"B-but you ju-"

"No.. and that's final."

He placed a hand up to prevent me to speak any further. "Yes, sir..." I muttered softly, bowing my head.

"It's for your own good," He said, walking to me and stroked my cheek.

That's when I snapped.

"OWN GOOD?! Nate, you never let me leave this house!! It's been weeks, perhaps MONTHS, since you-AHH!!"

"SHUT UP!! JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!!" He bellowed, slapping me hard across my face. Falling to the ground with a thud, I looked up, crying.

Noticing my glasses, Nate crushed them with his shoe. I stared at him in shock and stood up, clawing at him. I knew he was much faster than me and also knew he would pin me.

I was right.

He managed to grab my wrists, pulling me close then pinned me to the wall.

We heard the front door knock and froze. Nate got off, slitting his eyes at me.

"You're spared..for now. Go answer the door."

I ran downstairs and opened the door. Nicole was there.

"Nicole, hi."

"Hey, just a remind-what happened?" She stopped and noticed the mark on my cheek.

"Huh? Oh, that? I-it's nothing." I was sweating nervously and looked behind. Nate was at the stairs, mouthing me to close the door.

"Anyways, are you coming?" She asked with hopeful eyes. I looked down, shaking my head no. "I'm sorry, Nicole. I-I can't.."

"Why not?" She asked, concerned about me. I began to cry and slowly started closing the door, repeating the words, "I'm sorry.."

"What? About what? Angie?? Angie?! Plea-" I had closed the door on my best friend. I cried harder and glared at him, enraged. "HOW COULD YOU?!" I screamed, then ran out the door, reaching out for Nicole.

Nate ran after me, also enraged.

"NICOLE!!"

She looked back and saw me.

"Angie!! BEHIND YOU!!"

Nate grabbed my wrist and held me in a headlock, dragging me away from her. Nicole ran up to us and began to attack him. "NICOLE, STOP!! PLEASE!!" I begged, gasping for air. Nate shoved her to the ground harshly.

She started crying as blood began to pour out of her nose. Three or four people came out and tried to get Nate off of me.

I ran towards Nicole and knelt down to hug her. "You're safe now, it's okay." She whispered in my ear and hugged me back. 

We both ended up in the hospital. As of Nate, he was charged with murder, along with sexual and physical abuse, thus getting two years in prison. The doctors found a way to contact my parents, telling them I was in Colorado, beaten and bruised everywhere.

Aside with having nightmares about Nate, I could feel his presence where ever I went. One day, my phone began to ring. I grabbed it off the table next to me and saw that it was Mom! Relieved, I answered. "Hello?"

"Angelica?"

"Ma?"

"Angelica...gracias a Dios!!"

"Mámi...te extraño mucho!!"

We began crying, saying that it was two or three months ago when Nate kidnapped me. Mom told me that after I was taken, she told the church to pray for me.

I told her that Nate would beat and rape me nearly every day. Mom began crying hard and cussing in Spanish. "Ese maldito hombre..."

"C-como estàs?" I asked, wanting to change the subject.

"Bien.."

"Who's with you?"

"Tu padre, y Edith y Gali,"

"¿Puedes pasarme a ellos?"

"Estàs en el speaker, Angie."

"Ok,"