Abused // A Kian Lawley Fanfic

Chapter one

"BRENT!! STOP!!!" I screamed in terror.

He hit me again.

I cried silently.

He lifted me up.

"Shh, it's ok."

I didn't want to fight.  He'd just beat me again.

He hugged me and tried lifting my shirt up.

"No! Please!!" I cried.

"STOP FIGHTING!!"

He ripped my shirt and kissed my collar bone.

I cried the whole time.

He moved down closer to my chest and I pushed him away.

"STOP!!" I cried.

He raised his fist and knocked me out.

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I woke up and he was dragging me through the woods. Somewhere is never been.

I tried to get away when I heard a mans voice.

"Who's out there!!!?"

He looked down at me.  I had my arms tied and tape over my mouth.

The man started fastely walking over with a gun in his hands.

He looked down at me again and took off running the other direction.

I started to cry.

The man saw me and started to run towards me.

He picked me up bridal style and ran the opposite direction Brent ran.

I passed out again.

I woke up in a hospital bed.

My mom was beside me, crying into my dads chest.

I had a breathing mask on.

"Mmm- mom?"

She looked down at me.

"My baby!!"

She hugged me tight.

I looked past her and my dads fist was clenched.

"Who did this? Was it that boy your always around??!"

He sounded so angry.

I didn't answer.

If I ever ratted Brent out, he told me when he'd leave jail, he'd come back and get revenge.

My mom cried on me.

"I need to use the bathroom."

My mom pressed the button and a few minutes later a nurse came in.

"Yes?"

"I need to use the bathroom, please"

She helped me to the door and I shut it behind me.

I used it and looked at myself in the mirror.

I had a black eye, and the side of my face was bruised up.

I saw a little bit of dried blood in my nose.

A tear fell down my face.

I was in so much pain.

I wiped it away and walked back out.

I was laid back into my bed.

*two days later*

I'm back at home.

It's Sunday night and I'm getting ready for school tomorrow.

I still had my black eye and bruises on my face, but my mom already called the school and explained to them what happened so they didn't get the wrong idea hat my parents were beating me.

I picked out my outfit and got into bed.