Karen's Point of View
"Don't worry sweetie this won't hurt at all." Sam said to me twirling a knife in his fingers. "I'm not fighting back." I said my head hung low. "Well wheres the fun in that?" he chuckled. "You know you're just such a beautiful girl." I sat there not saying anything. "Come on I just wanted to talk." he said pulling a chair up next to the one I was tied to. "I still have the artwork you did when we were engaged." Sam smiled. I just sat there. "Come on K." he nudged me. I sat there not saying anything.
"K?" he asked I looked up at him. "Do you love Mike?" I nodded. "Well I guess I should-" I heard someone knocking on the door. "I'll be back." Sam grinned and walked over to the front door. I heard yelling. I went back to staring at the spot on the floor. "Karen Perry?" I looked up and saw a police officer. "Hi." I responded. He got down on his knees and started untying my arms and legs from the chair. "Thank you." I said to him. "No problem. Do you want a blanket?" he asked me. I shook my head "I want the Thrasher hoodie from the coat rack." he nodded and went to get the hoodie. "Here ya go." I took the hoodie and pulled it on over my head. It still smelled like Mike and it cover my underwear and bra nicely. I walked out of the house with two cops. I saw a cop cuffing Sam. "I was gonna let her go." Sam yelled.
I got in the cop car with the cops and they drove me to the hospital. At least i'm one step closer to being with Mike again.
~Later~
I got out of the shower and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I had bruises on my sides and on my thighs. I swallowed and pulled up my underwear and clipped on a fresh bra. I was picking Mike up from the airport today and I was a little scared. I walked into the bedroom and grabbed a pair of lacy black tights and light wash high waisted shorts and a black knit sweater. I pulled on a pair of black Doc Martens, I looked at my reflection. I saw an ugly awkward girl... I felt tears coming up to my eyes, I quickly blinked them away and sat down at my vanity. I applied a layer of foundation and a lot of concealer under my eyes to make myself look slightly less tired. I sighed and applied a thin line of eyeliner winging it out on the end. I applied a few coats of mascara before filling in my eyebrows. I applied some lip balm and them a coat of light pink lip gloss. I pulled my hair out of the messy bun it was in and brushed through it. It was a wavy curly mess but it worked more or less. I exited the bedroom and grabbed my wristlet thingy and my keys. I walked out to my car and drove over to Melinda and Tony's.
"Karen are you sure you're okay?" Melinda asked me for the millionth time. No. "Yea Mel i'm fine." I lied shooting her a fake smile she couldn't see through. She smiled back at me, I sat down on the couch and Ryker plopped down next to me. Vic finally told her the truth about who he was and she agreed to not leave him forever. I liked her. Melinda still wasn't talking to Tony and Shelby's jaw is back to normal. I made them swear not to tell the guys what happened. I played with the engagement ring on my finger...
"Karen?" I looked up and saw Melinda standing in front of me. "Hey." I smiled. "You're not okay...Mike's gonna know somethings wrong."
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The Little Sister
FanfictionKaren Amelia Perry has been through hell and back numerous times. She's been abused by past boyfriends causing her not to trust men and leave San Diego to go live in a quiet town in Washington. What will happen when Tony convinces her to go on tour...