Jayden and Victoria were childhood best friends. When they were twelve Jayden's mother and stepfather decided Victoria wasn't good enough for their son and moved away. Jayden came back two years later only to run home not even a full year later to hide from something terrible he had done. Victoria was constantly haunted by her nighmares until her senior year, when Jayden came back once again, to mend their friendship in hopes of something more. Only to find Victoria has an abusive boyfriend she won't leave because she thinks she deserves if for everything that has happened. When Jayden tries to become closer, she clings to Nick even more because she rather be hurt by him then be hurt by Jayden again. Can they truly forgive themselves along with each other and just be together, or will they let their dark haunted past come between?
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"You're hurting me..." I whispered. But his grip only got tighter as the pain got even more crucial. "It's what you get for stopping the party yesterday," Liam said. "I needed to," I murmured under my breath in the hopes that he would hear the weakness in my voice and let me go.
But at last, it was only hoped that made me think that way. He didn't let go; he wouldn't let go until he taught a firm lesson. No matter how many times I ask and plead for forgiveness, he is never going to go until he is satisfied.
"Were you jealous that you weren't invited? Is that why you had to sabotage the whole thing, uh?" he bit his teeth, his voice getting angrier and his hold on me crushing.
"Ow.. please...," I said tears rolling down my eyes. He didn't say anything this time just watched me cry, and I could basically see the smirk forming on his lips in slow motion. This is what he wanted for me as if it was never enough for him to see me like this. I waited for him to say something anything, but instead, he let me go aggressively and pushing past me hard, causing me to lose balance and fall to the marble floor.
I looked up to see everyone watching me struggle to get up. No one came to help, and I didn't expect them to they watched and laughed and even filmed, but no one came to my rescue.
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The fake smiles, laughter, friends I am getting sick of it all. I always felt like I didn't belong anywhere with him gone. It was even worse. It was pathetic that I thought it's okay I will get through this, but I am slipping away falling slowly. The only reason I am still holding on is for my family.
But he hurts me, bullies me, breaks me in ways I can't even describe. He has become the worst nightmare, and I can't wake up from it. There is no helping me from his sick and twisted games.
After all, he believes I was the reason for the death of his best friend.
But I have to hold on only one more year till I don't have to see him anymore. I need to survive as an outcast...