black and blue
I was outside waiting for Dean to pick me up when I saw
Seth, I thought frantically, one part of me excited,
the other wanting to run the hell away. I just stared at
him blankly, not quite believing my eyes, and he stared back. I
hoped silently he'd just walk away, storm off, or glare at me
so it'd be easier not to like him so much. Not to like how
sweet and gentle and forgiving he was. My heart sped up
when he started walking towards me, a determined glint in his
"Haden," he said.
"Hi." My voice was quieter than I would have liked.
He squinted down at me, his dimples nowhere in sight. "What's
wrong?" he asked and there was true concern in his voice.
"What—?" I laughed, looking around frantically. "Nothing.
He clenched his jaw, but let it go, sitting down next to me.
His dimples appeared when he gave me a half smile. God, I loved
"Who you waiting for?" he asked me.
My abusive, fυcking crazy boyfriend. Did I mention
I'm now being forced to be with him?
"No one," I
told him instead. He looked like he didn't believe me, but he
just smiled and his nose crinkled like it always did when he
"Do you want to hang out sometime again?" he said and tilted
his head, and I was screaming at myself, say no! Do you
have a death wish or something?
I must, because I answered, "Yes," and I couldn't hide the
smile or the way my cheeks heated up.
He swallowed as he stared at me, and his hand reached up. I
Simply stared, my breathing accelerated, the air
He looked like he wanted to touch my cheek, or brush the hair
away from my face, so I waited, lips parted. I think I even
But instead, he worried his bottom lip and dropped his hand,
looking down for a second.
Why'd he change his mind?
I didn't have time to ponder this before I saw Dean pulling
closer to where I was sat on the curb and I stumbled up.
I waved to Seth who looked bemused but he still smiled and I
heard him call out that he'd text me.
I didn't bother to respond, running towards Dean's car, hoping
my cheeks weren't still red.
"Hey, love," Dean said with a small smile, brushing his fingers
over my jaw.
I didn't answer, only swallowing hard.
His fingers found my wrist and gripped tight. "Hi," I choked
out. He only loosened his hold slightly.
He held it tight the whole way to his house.
I knew there'd be a bruise.
Why are you still here? Why, why, why.
I didn't know.
Dean's eyes were on me, his fingers brushing over my jaw again,
nearly making me flinch.
"Haden, you're so beautiful," he groaned. "I love you," he
kissed my jaw line.
My pulse speedened up. I was terrified. There was a dark glint
in his eyes I'd never seen before. I started to back away but
he held me fast.
"Don't you love me?"
I didn't answer. I couldn't speak. Couldn't move.
"I said, don't you love me?" his voice got more
forceful. His kisses only got more aggressive.
"No," I answered lowly, my voice barely audible but I knew he
heard by the way his whole body tensed up. "No, I don't."
And then I started to cry. My shoulders shook and my bruises
ached, and I could only see Dean's dark eyes.
"I'll give you one more chance, Haden," he ground out, his lips
at my jaw. "You love me, don't you?"
"Not anymore," I whispered.
Do what you want with me, I thought wishing I was
brave enough to say it. Do your worst, Dean. You've already
taken everything from me. So nothing can hurt that
I shouldn't have underestimated him.
He left me on the floor of his living room, my body writhing,
crying for my daddy—who had passed from cancer when I was
"Daddy," I sobbed. "Daddy, where are you—please,
please, take me away from here." My voice was hoarse, my
breathing so accelerated I could barely get the words out
Everything was on fire. Everything hurt inside me. I sobbed,
and sobbed into the carpet.
I rocked back and forth. Close your eyes Haden, maybe you
won't wake up.
I closed my eyes tight. I hoped I didn't wake up.
dean's pov next chapter anyone? ~ cmment if you want it
comment for reminder for the next chapter! :)
poor haden :(