Hurting the one you love

Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you always end up hurting the one you love.

19 Year old Skye lives with her boyfriend Dominic.
Every time he promises (every time he breaks that promise) to stop hurting her. When Skye meets the charming 20 year old Thomas, she finds herself laughing and enjoying time with somebody else for a change.
She soon discovers that there is more that one way to hurt the one you love...


10. Confusion

Something was wet and cool was on Skye's forehead, it soothed the throbbing headache she had. Who had put it there? Dominic? Not likely, she always saw to her own wounds. That was part of the 'deal' as he put it. 

Opening her eyes, Skye glanced around the room she was in. Nothing appeared out of place, nothing disturbed or broken. Had Dominic actually cleaned up? Her gaze fell upon Tom, asleep on the armchair in the far corner next to the cupboard under the stairs. Smiling she sat up slightly, for some reason Skye did not feel worried or scared about Tom being there. It was like her body knew that nothing bad would happen. Tom was always a good guy, and now that Dominic was gone...

WHAT!? Dominic gone?

The previous day came back to her in a rush as she sat up. Maybe that was what caused the dizziness that suddenly came over her.

"Whoa!" She murmured, trying to slowly lower herself back down. Tom heard her and his eyes suddenly opened wide. Then he too sat up equally as quick as Skye had. As he did not get dizzy, unlike she had, Skye thought he must not have been hurt in anyway. Tom had just simply fallen asleep.

"You alright?" Tom asked her, as he walked over slowly and checked her forehead. Skye attempted to nod, but it didn't do much for the dizzy spell, so she spoke instead.

"Yes... Tom are you... Alright...?" That had been worrying Skye since day one of this whole Tom/Dominic past few weeks. What if by involving somebody else in her life, she got them hurt as well?

"Im fine... Skye, you know you could have told me from the start right?" Tom was looking at her straight in the eye, his blue eyes staring into her brown ones. Slowly Skye nodded, which surprised even herself.

"I guess I do now... Its just... For so long I felt like it was my duty, or just my life. Dominic always said that it was my fault. I only just realized yesterday that it was not.... " She admitted to him. 

"Do you want to talk about it?" Tom asked quietly, placing a hand over hers.

She did, to be truthful with somebody would feel like a relief. She hesitated, wondering what to edit. 

"It all started with my Father..." She began, now staring at a point in the distance. A distant memory... The things she had always tried so hard to forget...


" My dad was rather... upset once my mother died. He turned to the drink, maybe if he had not then it might of turned out all different, or it might not. Whenever he drank he would become violent, shout accusations. Once he said that it was my fault my mother died, that if I had never been born then it would not have happened. I believed him, he then said that as it was my fault she died.... I would have to perform her 'duties' It carried on like that for ages, the people at school never did anything. I guess nobody knew, but when I look back I think if I saw a bruised, lonely and clearly upset child wandering around on her own.... That I would of done something, anything to sort out her burden. 

The opposite actually happened though, the bullying seemed to stick around forever, nothing ever changed. So eventually I gave up reporting it. 'What was the point?' I told myself. When Dominic transferred to my school, like every other girl I was smitten. He seemed a perfect gentlemen. The sort that did not go wild on drink, and beat his children. The sort that would instantly report any abuse that he saw. All the others went on about how gorgeous he was, I never saw him that way though. To me it was about the way he treated others. 

So when he eventually asked me to go out with him, I was overjoyed... I quickly agreed to move in with him as well. We were living together by the time were seventeen. Everything was perfect, I had escaped my scary father, who died not too long after... We had him buried in the same graveyard as my mum, they had always wanted that....

For a while after everything was alright, then something happened to Dominic. Something changed him, he was different. He never told me what it was. That is when the drink started, I knew what followed the drinking, so I grew more and more scared. 

It was my fault, or so I thought, all over again.... I had ruined two men now.... I was determined though, that I would not fail Dominic. He would not die an untimely death because of me. So I stayed, and tried to be helpful, nothing changed though. As you saw things gradually escalated till they became the way they did.

Then I met you, and you know the rest..." 


Skye looked back at Tom, he was still sat there. Staring at her, his face was a little pale. Maybe it was not such a good idea to tell him everything.

"Is Dominic going to be alright?" He asked finally. 

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