just like magic

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⚠️If you are sensitive to abuse in any way, don't read. If you need help, there's always people you can call. Stay strong, endure, you can make it through 🖤⚠️

Dalton invited me over to his house to make an outfit when I get back on tour. So, that's where I am.

"So, Dalton, describe your average day." I asked.

Sometimes I feel like I knew Dalton for years. But, I barely know him and known him for 2 days. I don't know, what to ask.

"Um, I wake up. I usually eat breakfast at 12 because I don't like eating food early. I watch Netflix, talk to friends, practice my acting and make clothes. And on the days I work, I work." He replied.

"Nothing much."

"What about you?"

"Um, I wake up. I make myself breakfast. I check social media. I think about music, I might draw. I take naps sometimes, I sing all day."

"Nothing much either." I said.

"I guess, we have something in common." Dalton said.

"I guess so."

"Okay, Ariana, I'm going to need to take you measurements." He said grabbing measuring tape.

"Alright." I said and stretched my arms out wide.

He took my measurements and wrote them down.

"So, what exactly are you making?" I questioned.

"A velvet dress." He replied.

"Ooo." I smiled.

"Shit." Dalton cursed.

"What?" I asked.

"I-I-I'm so sorry, I need more thread. I'm sorry, I should have checked before I invited you!"

"Hey, it's okay. Everything's fine." I reassured him.

"O-Okay. I'm going to go to the store. Feel free to make yourself at home." He said.

"Okay." I replied.

Once he left, I hopped on his couch and turned on the TV. Since all he had was Netflix, I signed in as a guest and listened one of my favorite episode as I scrolled through my phone.

Ding!

My heart fell out of my chest when I saw the notification. It was from an unsaved number. But, I knew who it was. I didn't bother to even look at it. I toshed my phone to the side and just watched the TV.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ring!
Ring!

The dinging and the ringing was too much for me. I had to check my phone.

Me: what?

Unknown: where are you? You're not home

Me: im not telling you

Unknown: tell me now and i wont be so hard on you

Unknown: dont make me find you

I sighed. I have to tell. I just have too.

I didn't want to be Dalton in danger so I told him where I was going which was a park.

When I got there, I saw him. I slid on my hood to hide my face. Once I got to him, he did the thing he always did when we were in public. Whisper-yell at me, slap me, and verbally abuse me. Who was this guy? Martin. A fling I had when I was hurting from my break up and death of my ex. Ever since, I told him to leave me alone, he didn't. So, I got a restraining order against him. That made him mad and for a few months he's been abusing me. I would be the strong woman I am, but it's hard to be that right now.