Sunshine warmed my face and I opened my eyes. He had left, and the room was empty. I placed my hand out to feel his side of the bed.
It was cold, he must have been gone for a while. Breathing a sigh of relief I sat up. My joy was short lived, as I winced when the pain hit me. My bones ached. Slowly I pulled back the covers. It was worse than I thought. My arms were littered with bruises, I pulled up my t-shirt and grimaced as I stared into a dark purple stain which polluted my fair skin.Fuck my life.
He was worse last night, worse than I had ever seen him before. I flinched as I remembered his cold words. He spat them at me as his fists rained down upon my face and arms
'Slut! You're such a fucking slut, you hear me Ruth? Worthless bitch, don't you know that everyone hates you?!' I cried myself to sleep last night, just like every night for the past 2 months.I hated my life, but I couldn't escape it.
Sighing I hauled myself onto my feet and trudged into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stripped before stepping into the stream of water.
'Shit!' I shouted as I felt the water, It was freezing. The twat must have turned off the hot water before he left. 'Stupid prick', I muttered to myself. Nevertheless I braced the cold water and showered quickly before brushing my wet hair and pulling it into a French plait down the back of my head. I changed into an oversized pink jumper and black leggings. It was summer, and warm outside, but I couldn't risk anyone seeing my bruises.
'Another day of hell' I thought to myself as I stepped outside to begin the 45 minute walk to school. I didn't have a car, he wouldn't allow it.
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Why falling in love sucks
Teen FictionRuth Pattersea hates her life. It's understandable why. When your abusive boyfriend won't let you go, and the high school badass might just have feelings for you, sometimes you just want to go die in a hole...