I will always save you

Chapter one

Your Pov
I woke up to the sun shining through the curtains and Nicks disgusting body beside me. I tried to get out of bed as quietly and quickly as possible, the longer he is asleep the less time I have to be around him. When I'm around him my body only feels chills and my heart hurts like one wrong move and I could blow up the whole fort, like a game of Jenga that I always lose, I could have bruises in places I didn't know could bruise, have more memories that will never be wiped from my mind, I don't ever want that again. It's only happened once and I cried myself to sleep for months, I don't ever want that again. I swear I didn't do it, all though I make stupid decisions sometimes that upset him I would never do that because I know the punishment would be too severe, would hurt too bad to bear and permanently shaping who I would be forever, I can't have that. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl, milk and cereal. I began to pour the cereal and the milk when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, my heart stopped. And all I could think of was what would happen next. I turned around to see Nick I fought back all my tears. "What's wrong sugar plum" Nick says sounding concerned but I could see right through his act. "Sugar plum?" Nick repeated trying to get my attention and getting frustrated, I hated when he called me "sugar plum" I know is shouldn't because he is supposed to be my "boyfriend" but I hated the idea of being in a relationship with him made me mad. But what can I do. I mean I have tried to leave but only once because the pain I had to go through to get his trust back and to be "for given" is something I can't do to myself again, I know I wouldn't be able to come back from that. "Sugar plum!" Nick said raising his voice and squeezing my arm snapping me out of my own thoughts "yes baby" I said looking at the ground. Those words leaving my mouth hurt more than Nick who was still squeezing my arm. "Are you gonna be a good girl and talk to me or do you want to go on timeout" Nick said with frustration. I didn't respond I just looked at the ground. Nick likes to put me on "timeout" like I am some kind of child although that would be better considering my timeouts are completely different. I hated him, I can't stand him but I have to live with it. "Fine I see how it is. You don't want to talk, you don't want to be a good girl, you must want a timeout" Nick says squeezing my arm harder.