Bruised

Chapter 16

Molly P.O.V
Girlfriend? He wants me to be his girlfriend? A broken, weak, and ugly girl like me. Why would he want me? Nobody wants me. Nobody has ever wanted me. I'm broken.

"Why would you want me to be your girlfriend?" I asked with tears in my eyes.

He looked at me concerned.

"Why wouldn't I want you to be my girlfriend?" It wasn't a question

"Because, I'm broken"

"Don't say that"

"But, I am. I'm broken and worthless"

"Stop. I hate that"

"I a-" he cut me off before I could say anything else.

"You are not broken. You are just hurting right now. Don't say anything bad about yourself. I think you're the most beautiful girl I've ever met"

I just shook my head at him, but I still kept my gaze on my lap.

"Jaeden, nobody has ever wanted me. Why would you?" I was at the verge of crying now.

*sigh* "Look at me" he said sternly. Did I make him mad?

I slowly looked up at him, and I kind of regretted it. He looked angry. But, I didn't dare look away. Last time I didn't do as I was told- well, let's just say that it didn't end well. I was in the hospital for 2 weeks.

I still looked at him with fear. Tears in my eyes, but not falling. We never broke eye contact. I couldn't move. I am terrified, not of him. But, terrified of what he will do to me. Jaeden moved forward, and I moved back. He stopped and looked at me, but he looked hurt. Then he got up and went inside. Tears started streaming down my face and I hugged my knees to my chest. I cried for what felt like hours.

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"Molly?" The doctor asked. I didn't even hear her coming and I jumped at her voice. She put her hands up in defence. "Sorry. I didnt mean to scare you. I need to bring you to your room" I nodded and got up. "Are you alright?" She asked as we started walking.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I could tell she didn't believe me, but she didn't say anything else.

We walked into the room and Jaeden was sitting in the chair across the room. He was still awake. When he saw me...he walked out of the room. Wow, he really does hate me.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No. I just want to be alone right now"

"Okay, but I'm here if you want to talk" she says and walks out of the room.

When she walks out, I go into the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror, and I hate what I see. My eyes are bloodshot red. Why can't something go good for once? One good thing will happen and it will just be ripped away from me.

I strip from my clothes and get in the shower. And I cry. What did I do wrong? Why does he hate me?

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                     3 Days Later

Jaeden P.O.V
Three days. It's been three days since I've seen Molly. She was afraid of me. I could see the look in her eyes. No, I wasn't mad at her. I was mad at the people who did this to her. So I went home, yes, I felt bad and regretted my decision. But I didn't want to do anything bad in front of her. I got to our house, ran inside, and did something that I hadn't done in a while. I grabbed the bottle of American Honey, I down half of it.

I got dizzy and began to sway after a few minutes. My emotions were on over drive, I set the bottle down on the counter, and punched the wall over and over, again and again. I looked down, it was guaranteed every single one of my knuckles were broke. Blood covered them all, then dripped on the floor.

I sat down and couldn't get the look on her face out of my head. It was pure fear. When I moved towards her she flinched away and asked me not to hurt her. She actually asked me, that's when I left. I was hurt. But, I hurt her more. After I left her room, I sat outside. The doctor came out and told me that Molly was crying. And I felt awful, I got into my car and drove out of the hospital lot. I went home and drank my emotions away.. Molly, was all I could think about.

I need to see her...

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Molly P.O.V
The past few days have been tough. I've been crying myself to sleep since he left. I used to do it every night. But when I met Jaeden, it stopped.  Why did he have to leave? I still dont understand what I did wrong.

I miss him...

Jaeden P.O.V
I got into my car and drove to the hospital, not caring what speed I went. I just needed to see her.

                 10 minutes later

I sprinted into the hospital and went up to the front desk.

"What room is Molly Reynolds in?"

"Room 32A," the receptionist said.

"Thankyou" I jogged up to Molly's room and opened up the door to see her sitting on the bed.... crying. "Molly" I called her quietly. She sat up and looked at me wide eyed. Her eyes were red and puffy, she was pale, the dark circles under her eyes were perfectly visible, like she hadn't slept, all she'd been doing was crying.

"Jaeden?"