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⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ This chapter will have mentions of abuse and some details that can be triggering to others. So here is your trigger warning! Skip to the next chapter if you feel uncomfortable or choose not to read it.
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trau·ma·tize /ˈtrouməˌtīz,ˈtrôməˌtīz/ Learn to pronounce verb past tense: traumatized; past participle: traumatized subject to lasting shock as a result of an emotionally disturbing experience or physical injury.
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I quickly found myself asleep, reliving the nightmares I thought I'd left behind.
"Where were you!" Xavier yells as he paces around the room.
"I was out with Kayla." I say. I tried not to show my fear because I know what he would do if he saw me be frightened. Our relationship wasn't always like this. We were in love. At least that's what we kept telling ourselves. Overtime his kisses were replaced by cuts and bruises. I was in so much pain that I thought about doing some pretty dark things to myself in order to get away from this awful life I was living.
Xavier slaps his hand down on the table "stop lying to me! I know you were with Shane." I look at him with tears in my eyes as I brace for what was coming. Xavier picks up the vase from the table and throws it at all wall. My heart is pounding as he walks over to me. He grabs me by the neck and hits me against the wall. I whimper as my vision starts to get blurry. I feel myself being dropped to the ground and then kicked in the head.
I gasp as I quickly sit up. I look around my room to find myself in my room. I slowly get up and walk to the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face. I look in the mirror and see Xavier standing behind me with an evil grin on his face.
"You thought you could escape me? Guess again. You're just a piece of wasted space." He laughs as he walks closer to me. I run out of the bathroom sobbing. I run into the hallway where I start hyperventilating signaling a panic attack. I fall to the ground, I'm shaking so much I can't move. My vision is coming in and out because I'm not getting enough oxygen.
"Oh my god. Piper are you okay?" A voice asks. I look at the blurry figure and the last thing I see is arms wrap around me and lifting me up.
Jack's POV
I'm walking back to my room after a little journey around the hotel to see what else there is to do. It's 3 in the morning when I see piper laying on the ground. Her face is really red but also really pale at the same time.
"Oh my god." I say as I run over to her. "Piper are you okay?" She doesn't respond but she looks at me. Her eyes are swollen and tears are staining her face. I look around around to see if there's someone around to help me as I lift her up. I take her back to my room as I put her on my bed I realized she passed out. I quickly get a glass of cold water and wet a wash cloth. I walk back into my bedroom and put the water by that table. I gently put her under the covers of my bed and put the wash cloth on her forehead to hopefully cool her down. She keeps mumbling something about someone named Xavier. I stay with her until I feel like she is okay and then I walk out to get the couch ready to sleep on. I wonder what made her so scared and freaked out. The look of pure terror on her face made my blood run cold. It broke me too see her in that state. I wanted to do everything I could do to make that pain go away. I close my eyes waiting for the exhaustion from the day take over.
