Love Me (Lesbian Story)

Fix a Heart

Demi's POV

OMFG SHE'S SO CUTE. I love her already. She beautiful. And honestly kinda funny in unintentional ways.

"Okay how about we take this slow. Do you want to start at the beginning of this story?"

She slowly nodded her was yes and looked down. I lifted up her chin.
"Listen Maiya. I want you to know that you can trust me. You're safe here. I love you. You have nothing to worry about. I'm not going to hurt you. Ill never hurt you. I just want to know so I can help you. Okay?"
She nodded again.

Maiya's POV

I nodded again. Then I started.
"Well me, my mom, and my dad used to be really close. We used to have fun together all the time. But then when I was 15, I came out and told them that I wasn't straight. They started to treat me differently. My dad started drinking and my mom was never home. So I was always alone. In high school I had a bunch of friends, until they found out I wasn't straight. Then they left me. I had no friends. No family. No one.
"So then I found love in cutting. It relieved my pain. It made me feel like I had someone. Then my dad would come home drunk and he would beat me. It wasn't little beatings either. He beat me like he was fighting me. I remember the first time he hit me. He looked me straight in the eye and said I hate you and slapped me. I ran to my room and cried.
"I didn't have any friends through high school. My parents wouldn't pay for me to go to college either. But they knew that I had a really high intelligence level. From then on the whatnots would come occasionally and as time went by they became everyday. He never acknowledged or even remembered my birthday. He treated my birthday like it was every other day. He never let me out of the house.
"Yesterday, he gave me the worst beating of them all. It was because I took all of his beer and threw them away. I hoped it would help him to realize that he needed to stop. But it backfired. He went berserk. Then he bought more. He drank almost an entire case. I remember packing my bag so I can run away but I had to go past him.
"He called me downstairs, so I went. I remember him looking at me straight in the eyes and I had no time to flinch before he punched me in the face. Then he just started beating me down. He kicked me over and over. Then he would knee me and punch me over and over. He slapped me. Then he told me I had ten minutes to pack and get out of the house."
I didn't tell her about cutting yesterday.
"So I just sat in my room. Then I started to try to leave quietly but he was waiting for me at the top of the stairs. He punched me in the face again and then shoved me down the stairs. But I didn't have time so I ran and ran until I got as far away as possible. And I ended up at that corner."
Then Demi looked at me with tears in her eyes. So I just nodded.