Your Forever Is All That I Need (Kellin Quinn)

Chapter 24: Unhappy Endings

!! WARNING !!

This could be hard to read. It talks about abuse and what it can do to victims. I don't describe it with details, but it is mentioned. So, just be cautious, and if physical abuse is a trigger for anyone, I'll put a brief synopsis in the next chapter so you can skip this one. Thank you.

*Cassie's POV*

It had been a week.

It was torture, pure torture.

Kyle pounded on me for no reason. I had bruises everywhere. I couldn't get up, I could barely breathe. I wanted to die.

I was basically a prisoner in my own home, and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. He would constantly beat on me, and I couldn't escape. Every time I tried to, he'd just beat me more until I learned my lesson. I should be in a hospital.

I felt worthless, and broken.

Now more than I ever have before.

Why would Kellin want me now?

I was used, I wasn't shiny and new. This man, Kyle, had abused me, and I didn't know how to feel about it. I already had problems before he showed up in my life. I already felt not worthy enough for Kellin. He was too good for me anyway, and now I felt even more unworthy.

"Sweetheart, I'm home." Kyle sung as he walked into the apartment.

I cringed when I heard him, and tried going to the other room, and closing the door, but he grabbed my arm.

"No, no. We have unfinished business." He smiled.

Kyle had been more abusive than normal these past couple of days. It wasn't until I smelt the alcohol on him when I figured out why. He had been drinking, and when he would come home, he would take all of that anger that he had inside of him, and just pound on me, relentlessly.

I cried myself to sleep every night, and I had no idea how to get out of this situation.

I couldn't call Kellin and tell him anything. Kyle had my phone.

I couldn't call the police or go to my neighbors for them to call the police, because if I did, Kyle would just use his one free call to call his brother to hurt Kellin.

I had already threatened Kyle with the police, and that's exactly what he told me he would do. Even if I could call Kellin in time to warn him, the merch guy is with them mostly all the time. Kyle had already warned his brother that if Kellin even looked suspicious, or acted weird, he had permission to beat his skull in.

I couldn't do that to him.

Not to Kellin.

And, if I had to choose between either me or him getting beat on, I would gladly choose me. I deserved it more than he did.

This was all my fault. If I hadn't fooled around with Kyle in the first place, he wouldn't know me well enough to hurt Kellin like this. He wouldn't know me at all.

Why was I so stupid?

Why?

"Babe, come here."

I kept my cries in and I walked slowly over to him. I looked down, and did my best to not look him in the eyes. But, he did what he always did, and forced me to look at him. He grabbed me by the neck, and forced me to look.

"You look at me, bitch. You're mine now."

And, I collapsed right then and there, and just cried.

It was over. It was all over.

This would never end.

*Kellin's POV*