Amber's POV
Luke and I had been together ever since we were in High School. It all started when we had met in detention. I had talked back to a teacher, and got detention. Luke had got in trouble for throwing a pencil at a kid and almost poking his eye out. While in detention that day, we had talked about hanging out sometime. He seemed like a sweet guy. But once we got together.. he wasn't he kindest guy. On the first few dates he was great. But I had soon learned he had anger issues, and was pretty rough. I had went over his house and looked at a couple of pictures, and we had went back to his room to just talk and hang out. I had grabbed his phone because it rang, and I was expecting a call from my mom so I knew what time to be home, but it wasn't my mom. Luke seen me grab his phone, and slapped me and jerked it away from me and yelled "DON'T TOUCH IN MY PHONE" and he had slapped me. 'But he later texted me and told me he was sorry. I forgave him. After a few ups and downs later down the road after he had slapped me, we finally managed to get along. We were happy together and everything was going great. I later found out I was pregnant.. I was living with my parents at the time. I had thrown up one morning, and couldn't go to school. This was no regular being sick throwing up. It was something other than that. My mom was worried sick about me, because I am her little angel. But I told her I was fine, and that It was probably a bug. When I went to school the next day I had asked a friend for a pregnancy test, because I knew this was something other than just some random sickness. She had gave me a pregnancy test and I took it right away.. and soon enough. I was pregnant. I had to tell Luke. I expected him to be happy, cause he was gonna be a daddy. I was sure happy, but scared. I had went to his house that night. I layed with him in his bed, and told him I had to tell him something. I told him I was pregnant, hoping he was gonna look at me and kiss me and be so happy. Telling him was one of the worst things ever. He beat me. He was disgusted with me. You could see anger in his eyes. He stood up and began to take his fist and hit me, as hard as he could. A few days passed and I had talked to him about me moving in cause my parents couldn't find out. We were to young to be parents, and my parents would defiantly hate me if they found out. So Luke and I talked and we both agreed too me moving in with him.. but we had to get a house to ourselves. So we did. Another worst mistake. He had beat me so much because I was pregnant. He hated me. I had started bleeding real bad, and went to the emergency room to see what was going on, and found out I had lost the baby. I was broken. This has all happen in one week. The doctors had asked me all kinds of questions, because they had seen I had lots of bruises on me. I lied. I had told them I had fallen down stairs, but I knew that didn't cover it because I had A LOT of bruises on me. They told me that may have been the cause of me losing the baby. But I had knew, Luke was the cause of it. I had stress on me every day knowing Luke was gonna come home to beat me. Just so much. That day I went home and cried. Luke came home. I cried even more. Telling him the baby died. Luke didn't care. It hurt so much to think that I wanted a family, and he didn't. I lost an angel, who could have made my life perfect. But know. Years passed with this same bullshit. I had finally graduated. Luke talked me into running away with him to Ireland. Pretty stupid huh? I loved him though. I wanted to spend my life with him. I was ready for a new life, and hoping for a new beginning in Ireland, because that's what Luke had promised. A better life. Did it happen? No. It got worse. I later found out he had been cheating on me. I got depressed. Days went by with me not seeing him. I got depressed more. I had changed my life completely to be with him. I ran away from home for him, and this is how I get treated? Same old shit.. but a different day..
*Months Went By*
Amber's POV
Me and Luke had been getting along alright. Until one day. We got into an argument over something stupid, and here comes the beatings. I was used to it. I didn't really cry anymore. I was just used to it. He finally got done and threw me on the floor, I had blood running down from my nose. I try to stand myself up, to go to the bathroom to clean up the blood. But I go over to Luke and smack him. But he came back harder, "You really wanna try to smack me? I don't think so BITCH." He throws me onto the floor and takes his fist and punches me in the face. I lay there on the floor, crying. "I'm sorry, Luke. I-i-i wasn't t-thinking r-right." I say trying to calm down, "Your damn right you wasn't thinking. Stupid bitch." I'm in so much pain, "L-luke I'm sorry" Luke's phone buzzes, "Hello?" "She's busy." I began to cry louder in the back ground, "I'll have her... STOP DAMMINT! I'LL HAVE HER CALL YOU BACK LATER." and Luke hung up the phone, and came over to me "If you don't shut the fuck up, I'll kill you. That's a promise." Later that night, I called the number back, and found out it was some friends back from high school. I had missed them so much, we had talked about meeting up. Destiny also had mentioned about me moving up around where they live because I told them about Luke beating me.. But I was scared to death if I decided to try it, Luke would come after me and try to kill me.. that was my biggest fear..
