The Battle Inside

Chapter 21

Kirstie POV

Damn it.

Mitch noticed.

Ever since my eyes read that damn text message, its words left an imprint on my mind.

Jerk/Bitch: 7 AM. The usual. Don't be late.

Knowing Mitchell, he would definitely want to know what was going on, but I couldn't risk telling him, or anyone else. I shifted my gaze to the top of my screen and looked at the glowing numbers. 6:30 AM. I better leave quickly.

I moved the covers from off my body while being careful not to accidentally wake any of the others. Slow manoeuvring guided me to the front door. As soon as I'm outside the apartment, I realized that I didn't come here in my own car. With a sigh, I began walking to the required destination.

"Making my way downtown, walking fast..." I softly sang in hopes to lighten my mood. Soon enough, thunder roared and filled my ear drums as rain poured down hard. "Great. Just fan-freakin'-tastic." I picked up my pace so I could get out of this storm faster.

20 minutes later, I've finally arrived. I'm standing outside the door that leads to my basement, terrified of the monster that awaits me inside. 6:59 AM. I took in one last breath and stepped inside.

A figure sitting on the long couch looked up at me with a playful grin. "Hey babe." Andrew spat almost as if it it was an evil and disgusting word. "Care to join me?"

I reluctantly made my way over and sat on the spot where he patted. Every instinct and fibre of my being is screaming to get the hell out of here, but I know that if I do just that, he's just going to run after me and be 'less merciless and forgiving the next time' as he puts it.

Andrew snaked his arm around my waist very tightly. He placed his other hand on my stomach. Slobbery kisses are pressed onto my neck and I could feel the hand inching its way further down my body. I'm pulled roughly onto Andrew's lap and hands roamed every part of me. The build up of my tears threatened to spill over the edge.

C'mon Kirstin, you gotta do something! Punch him! Kick him! Teach that son of a !bitch a thing or two!

The voice in my head was right. thinking quickly, and before this went any further, I grabbed his wandering hand I moved aside. I got up from his lap and shoved Andrew so his back was on the couch. I leaned down to his ear.

"My turn."

I position myself on top of him and pressed my lips onto his. One of his hands tangled itself into my hair, pulling it. I winced slightly, but kept going. I began to grind my hips into him and a loud moan emerged from his mouth.

Honestly, he sounded like a strangled cat.

I removed my lips only to take my top off, knowing that it will encourage him. Andrew started to move his hands upwards, but I forced them down. I shook my head and smirked evilly. I continued kissing his neck. And then I bit down. Hard.

"Oops! Sorry." I acted innocently. While he was distracted, I brought my knee down onto his groin. Andrew cried out and his face contorted with pain. I stood up and immediately curled up. I quickly put my shirt back on and silently opened the door to make my escape.

A hand grabbed my from behind and turned me around. "And where do you think you're going, slut?" Andrew pushed my backwards to wall and pinned me there. Punch after punch he threw at my face. I could feel the skin of my lop split open and blood trickling down my forehead.

I could barely hear his screaming and shouting over the throbbing in my ears. He let go of me and I fell onto the ground coughing up blood. I though that was the end of my torture, but I was dead wrong. Andrew drove his foot into my side, earning a small scream from my mouth. I twisted as he kicked and shouted more. I could feel the bone crack under my skin of my the arm that was holding my stomach.

Eventually, Andrew stopped. He spat on me, took his things, and left. I laid there for God knows how long. I sobbed and sobbed until I could cry no more. One word repeated itself throughout my mind.

Why?

A/N I know, I know, I'm a whole month late on an update! But school's finally over for the year! I'll try my absolute best to update as many times as I can, but I can't make any promises. until next time...

LATER BROS!!!