He'd Kill To Have Me *on hold for editing*

Hurt

Morgan's POV

"Get the hell up." Corey yelled as he stood above me. Being too frightened to move or make a noise I kept my eyes locked on his steel toe work boots hating myself  for putting up with this.

"Morgan!" he shouted once more before yanking my small fragile body from the floor by my now messy hair.

"I told you to stop putting your hands on me!" I yelled back shoving him back with the last bit of confidence I had in me. I immediately regretted getting so bold when both of his hands made their way around my neck squeezing and shaking me rapidly. He'd only stop when I was red in the face and damn near passed out. My body fell limb as soon as he let me go and I found myself right back on the floor laid out. I could hear Corey pacing around the room asking and saying things trying to justify why he treats me the way he does.

"You know I get worked up easily, why do you do things you know I don't like?"

"I can't help myself sometimes.."

"You were asking for it."

Those were only a few of his common phrases he used every time he put his hands on me. Corey started acting strange a few months back when his dad remarried and had announced Corey would be a big brother exactly around the time we first had sex. Corey's never had a good relationship with his dad which never seemed to bother him so I'm not sure which one triggered his behavior but I do know he needs help.

"Corey he was just my math partner I had to talk to him"! I said in a higher tone.

"Don't fucking back sass me there is no need for your attitude" he yelled.I felt Corey's hand come into contact with my face then I felt stinging, my eyes begin to water, then the tears fell. For the first time I let him see me cry.

"Morgan" Corey whispered I didn't answer I just let out a big sob.

"No babe don't cry I'm sorry" Corey picked me up and brought me to his room he placed me down on his bed and and walked out of the room. Was he seriously just ganna leave me like this ? Well I guess I should be used to it. He walked back into the room a few minutes later with an ice pack. He brushed my cheek that he slapped with his hand I flintched and turned the other way. I felt a cold surface press up against my face, slowing fading my pain away.

"Morgan I'm sorry but I just need you to understand you are mine and mine only other guys will take your heart from me I just can't have that" he said quietly.

"Corey can I go home?" I sighed sick of him constantly saying this.

"No he yelled.

"Why do want to leave me"? He asked.

"I'm tired and my face hurt"! I yelled. I knew he would hit me for that one so I just closed my eyes and waited for it, but it never came. I sat up and looked over at Corey to see him with his face in his hands.

"Corey are you crying"? I asked.

"Morgan don't leave please I need you!" he whispered.

"Then why do you keep hurting me?" I asked quietly.

"I d-don't know I just .... Don't know" he said.

You like????? Sorry its short but i wrote it on my ipod it seemed a lot longer on there but... my other chapters wil be longer!

~Mrs Styles~