Bruised *Jason McCann Story*

He abuses me when no one is around.
I really should leave him but i can't. What happens when the new kid finds out and beats him up? What happens when i witness a murder? I'm Amelia and this is my story ♥


12. "Why did you run off like that?"


Amelia   "Amelia Rose i asked you a question" Sean shouted at me.  I looked up and met Jason's beautiful brown eyes.    "You... You're part of the shadows." Jason Said. Hurt written all over his face.   I shook my head and walked closer to him,only to see Jason back away from me. "Jase, no i promise. I promise i am not a part of this." I cried.   "Mia get over here right now!!" Sean shouted at me   "You lied to me Amelia. I bet you didn't even like me did you." Jason shouted at me.   I felt my eyes start to water and the tears slip down my cheeks.  "Jason, please. I -i Lo.... "  I cut myself short   "You know what it doesn't matter!!" i shouted and ran out of the room.   I could hear my name being shouted but i didn't care. I loved Jason. I was going to tell him but then all this happened. This was never meant to happen.  The one boy that makes me so happy and he hates me now thanks to my idiot of a brother and his stupid gang. I ran out of the house and ran straight into the woods behind Jason's house. Why did my brother have to ruin everything. I kept on running until i got to the lake. I just sat down on the grass, letting the tears fall freely down my face. I couldn't take it anymore. Everyone i loved or cared about always left. First Dad, then Paige, then Mom and now i've probably lost Jason. All thanks to stupid gangs.    Suddenly i felt my back pocket vibrate, totally forgetting i had my phone with me. Taking it out i felt the tears fall faster down my cheeks as i saw Jason's name light up the screen. I just let it ring. Staring at my wrist where all my scars laid onto of my skin.  Tracing my fingers across the most recent ones, i felt my phone vibrate for like the 10th time. I decided to answer it. Pressing the answer button,i waited for someone to speak.    "Amelia, where are you?" Jason spoke softly I kept quite and waited on him to continue talking.  "Look Amelia, come on sweetie, come back and we can talk about this... Please Amelia" He tried to get me to talk.   "I-i..."   "Where are you Amelia, i will come and get you" Jason spoke again.   "I-i'm at the... the lake" I said sniffling.   "I will be right there with Jet"   "Okay" I said before ending the call.   I sat my phone on the ground at the side of. Letting out a loud sigh. Why was my life so complicated?    Waiting on Jason to arrive I just sat thinking about how we met and how I fell for him. Droplets of water started to fall and I knew it was going to rain. Not 2 minutes later the rain was coming down heavy and I just sat there. "Amelia" I heard a familiar voice say behind me. Jason. "Hey" I said as I stood up and turned around, grabbing my phone, which was soaked and probably broken now.  Brushing the dirt off my jeans i started to walk towards Jason and Jet. I shivered from the impact of the rain soaking my clothes and cold air. 
  "Why did you run off like that?"
  "I-I-I'm sorry" I said while biting my bottom lip. I didn't like it when people were upset at me. Letting the tears fall I looked at the ground. I felt Jason's stand in front of me.  "Hey,look at me Amelia" Jason demanded softly. I refused, shaking my head. Putting his fingers under my chin he lifted my face up. My eyes meeting his beautiful brown orbs. They looked hurt,confused and angry all in one.      I turned away and looked at the lake. . Staring at the moon reflecting off the water. I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist from behind me. I held Jason's arms with my hands. He kissed my head, before resting his chin on it. "Come on beautiful, lets get you back, you're freezing" He said while rubbing my arms up and down, trying to get me warm.  I couldn't say anything so I just nodded as Jason guided me back towards the house.
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