break my heart again - a dally winston love fanfic

four

i didn't even notice how loud my sobs were until i hear a knock on the bathroom door taking me out of my breakdown.

"elena? is that you crying? open up, what's wrong?"

great, how may i supposed to cover up the bruises on my face and shoulders.

"um- i'll be out in a minute!" i flush the toilet and look around, trying to find any sort of makeup, but fail once i hear the door pry open, seeing maddy confusingly look at me, her face changing once she looks at me.

"oh elena, i'm so sorry!" she yells as she quickly pulls me into her arms, making me sob even more.

"i-i didn't do a-anything to provoke h-him, maddy. all i did was speak w-with two outside and he
f-freaked out." i manage to get out, although the sobs were still there.

"bryce will hear me out, you listen! hear the shit out of me." maddy yells as she pulls away, angrily walking out, making me close my eyes. believe it or not, bryce has never laid a hand on maddy, don't know why or the motive.

"open the door you abusive pyscho!" i sigh before running out, seeing maddy harshly bang on the bedroom door.

"maddy ... it isn't worth fighting for."

"as hell! he hit you, el. what do you mean it isn't worth fighting for? hey dickhead, open up or i'll knock the door down!" maddy starts to kick the door, making me slightly panic. i groan before running to her room, collecting my things.

once done packing everything up, and maybe a few tears out, i turn around only to find bryce seductively look down at me, as if i were some type of meal to him.

"fucking apologize, bryce!" i look over, seeing maddy standing by the door.

"i won't apologize for something i had a motive to do, elena." he whispers as i feel my knees become weak, not the good type.

"BUT, it won't happen anytime soon." he loudly says before tracing his large, slim hand on my shoulder, walking away, kissing maddy on the forehead.

"elena, all you wanted was a good night , and it's my fault that happened to you." i shake my head, setting down my bag.

"it isn't your fault, maddy. you are very, very different from what your brother is. don't blame yourself of something you have no control of." i softly smile as i see hot tears spill out of maddy's eyes, making me hug her.

"i love you a lot, elena. it hurts like hell seeing you go through that. i wish i could stop him, but i have no control over that demon." i chuckle as i pull away, wiping her tears away.

"my parents are probably expecting me soon, and i'll have to think of something less ... harsh of a story." i grab my bags and hug maddy once more before walking out, being scared to even walk.

my parents knew about the abuse, but wanted me to confess myself. papa almost killed him, but i talked to him about how bryce isn't worth nothing, which is completely true.

i didn't notice i was zoned out until i look up, the curtis' house in front of me. i don't know why i feel scared, i've been in this house before. i shake my head pathetically before opening the gate, happy memories crossing my mind.

a dumb rule the gang thought of a while back, we can never knock because we aren't strangers.

but i feel like a stranger here. i barely know myself anymore, who i am. damn, that punch really fucked up my mind.

i hesitantly knock, nervously tying my curly hair into a bun, regretting not taking a bath.

i look down, but look up once i hear the door open, seeing soda shirtless while wrapped in a towel.

"elena! what ... i missed you!" soda cheerfully pulls me into a hug, making me embarrassingly laugh.

"i did too, pepsi. how have you been? i heard .. erm sandy left town a while back." i sadly smile as soda nods, his face quickly changing.

"oh yeah, i've been coping. but, please, enter, this house is yours, too!" i laugh as i walk in, smiling as i look around. i guess i changed, because everything looks perfectly fine and normal to me.

"where's the gang?" i ask.

"darry is currently showering while pony is asleep. and it's a little too early for the gang to roam in around this time. but, don't get ahead of yourself, they'll come soon." i nod and smile, setting down my bag onto the couch.

"may i ask ... what happened to your face?" i look up, seeing soda frown.

"um, abusive ex."

"elena, it isn't none of my business but don't forget you have seven strong greaser friends to help." soda says as i laugh it off. if only he knew who did this to me.

"than-"

"elen- what the hell happened?" i look up, seeing darry worryingly run to me.

"i'm fine, darrel. just a abusive ex, that's it." i say.

"in hell about in abusive ex! you're gonna tell me everything about this boy, or i myself i'll tear him apart!" typical darry, being overprotective.

"fine, i'll explain everything once everyone is here."

"even ...." soda mutters, making me sigh.

"everyone."