Forever Scared
Macie Shay has just escaped her abusive ex boyfriend, and finds her safe Haven in Portland Oragan. But is her new love interest more dangerous then her last?
Macie- New
A sharp blow to my stomach puts me back in the place where he wants me. There I am, on the floor trying to suck air back into my lungs, looking up at my first love. He picks me up, yelling something into my face. I cant understand it but I can smell the whiskey flowing from his words. I turn my face trying to free my nose from the smell. A rush of cool air flys around me, before I crash into the mirror. I hear the sick sound of my skin tearing and feel the shockingly cold glass dig itself into my wrist and glide up to my elbow. Warm blood rushes from my forearm forming a dark pool on my hardwood floor. I sit up and look towards him, my voice is even,
"Are you done?." I simply say.
He stumbles to me and throws his arms around me, he starts kissing my face, my neck. His alcohol soaked breathe stings my already throbbing skin.
"Macie girl, I'm ssso sshorry baby. Come here. I I I. I didn't mean to girl, if you chust give me...I mean.. I love you a a lot, so much Macie girl."
I've heard his drunken apologize many times. I roll my eyes and walk to the bathroom. Looking down at my arm, blood still seeping from my fresh cut, not knowing if the blood will stop flowing this time. Its the worst cut he has ever given me. Another new scar. Another scar to have nightmares over. Great. I turn on the sink and grab my cell phone.
"I'm calling the cops, Cole. Go home. Get the fuck out of my life" I sigh.
Before I even dial the nine he is down the stairs and out the door.
That was about three day ago, and the blood in the sink turns into the red light I am sitting in front of. I am escaping Newport Beach California. I am escaping from my mother, Who is to busy with her 5th husband and his 3 sons to care about me. From all those awful Newport kids who knew about Cole, the class president, star football player and all around hottie, beating me, and never did shit about it. Most of all i am escaping from my own personal demon. My first love. Cole.
A sharp blow to my stomach puts me back in the place where he wants me. There I am, on the floor trying to suck air back into my lungs, looking up at my first love. He picks me up, yelling something into my face. I cant understand it but I can smell the whiskey flowing from his words. I turn my face trying to free my nose from the smell. A rush of cool air flys around me, before I crash into the mirror. I hear the sick sound of my skin tearing and feel the shockingly cold glass dig itself into my wrist and glide up to my elbow. Warm blood rushes from my forearm forming a dark pool on my hardwood floor. I sit up and look towards him, my voice is even,
"Are you done?." I simply say.
He stumbles to me and throws his arms around me, he starts kissing my face, my neck. His alcohol soaked breathe stings my already throbbing skin.
"Macie girl, I'm ssso sshorry baby. Come here. I I I. I didn't mean to girl, if you chust give me...I mean.. I love you a a lot, so much Macie girl."
I've heard his drunken apologize many times. I roll my eyes and walk to the bathroom. Looking down at my arm, blood still seeping from my fresh cut, not knowing if the blood will stop flowing this time. Its the worst cut he has ever given me. Another new scar. Another scar to have nightmares over. Great. I turn on the sink and grab my cell phone.
"I'm calling the cops, Cole. Go home. Get the fuck out of my life" I sigh.
Before I even dial the nine he is down the stairs and out the door.
That was about three day ago, and the blood in the sink turns into the red light I am sitting in front of. I am escaping Newport Beach California. I am escaping from my mother, Who is to busy with her 5th husband and his 3 sons to care about me. From all those awful Newport kids who knew about Cole, the class president, star football player and all around hottie, beating me, and never did shit about it. Most of all i am escaping from my own personal demon. My first love. Cole.
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