30 Minute Break (Thomas Brodie-Sangster Fan Fiction)

Ashley Carson. The girlfriend from my nightmares. She never lets me go anywhere or do anything, and when I do listen things get ugly. She throws beer and wine bottles at me, while she kicks and punches me. You may say that our love is toxic, but something keeps me there. Maybe it's the fact that she says she's sorry in the end, and sometimes I ignore her so much that she cuts herself. It tears me apart when she does that. I can't escape her, or our love and sometimes I don't know what to do. Sometimes I just wish I could have a 30 minute break from life, where I can clear my head. But then she would panic, and nothing is ever worth the pain she inflicts on me. I still have scars from the time she actually stabbed me with a piece of bottle shards. But it's okay, because nobody suspects anything. From the outside we seem happy and content, and it hides the truth. But some things are just not what they seem. I should know.