Abusednerd Stories

*Quick note since it's taking me such a long time to get chapters out, I might not revise them until I get a few more out. So I'll apologize now for any mistakes. That is all. * "Let me help you please." I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. Didn't he understand he can't help me no one can. "No" "No, no what." "No you can't help me! Nobody can, I'm broken and useless and I don't want help because I don't deserve it." the tears I tried so hard to keep inside were spilling freely now. Because I finally said it, the truth, but the look on his face. It was like a mix of confusion, anger, and hatred. And for who I do not know. "Who told you that."The anger in his voice honestly scared me, I had only seen him this angry a couple of times. I could tell he was trying to hold himself back from doing something he'll regret."Who told you you were useless and broken who told you that you didn't deserve help." I just shrugged and kept my head down I couldn't bear to look into his eyes the intensity of them was too much. Because if I did I would tell him everything. And then there's definitely no going back. ...................................................................... People always want to know why those who are abused don't go to the police.The answer is simple we're afraid. My name is Ashton Davidson and I've been a victim of abuse for the last eight years. And this is the story of how one very annoying bad boy saved me.