those green eyes

Alice has grown up rough, with a father who beat her and her mother, killing her mother. she mets singer Harry stles, after dumping her abusive boyfriend...will he be different then the others? or will it end like before?

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1. flashback

-flashback-

 

I slammed the door. The tears flowed down my cheeks and blurred my vision. I heard footsteps down the hall. I jumped up from my mattress and locked the door, leaning against it with all of my weight and strength.

“Alice I swear to God if you don’t open this door I will kill you!”

My dad started beating on the door. The lock broke and the door gave way to my dad’s strong shoulder as I was flung across the room. He kicked me hard in the side. I stood up, trying to defend myself. He took the lamp and hit me in the stomach with it. The bulb broke and sliced my stomach open. I fell to the ground, the pain agonizing. I endured the rest of his beating and lashing out, screaming with every contact of his fist to my skin. He bent down, the alcohol strong on his breath, and whispered in my ear.

“Nighty night princess.”

He then left the room, leaving me to my pain.

-flashback ended-

I stared at the bruises on my stomach, right next to the scar my dad had given me years ago. I couldn’t shake the feeling. If I hadn’t called 911 that night, I would’ve died. My dad would’ve killed me, just like he did my mom. He would’ve left me there to die. If I would’ve told someone sooner, mom would still be alive. I needed to tell some one about Brandon. He was just so much stronger, and he could easily put me into a coma, if I made him mad enough. The bruises were all over. the newes one, a puplr and blackspot on my shoulder. my thoughts were interupted when Brandon came in and saw me looking at the damage he had done. I flinched when he slowly walked towards me. He raised the sleeve of my shirt and kissed my bruise.

"I'm sorry baby. you just make me so mad. you ask for it."

I shrugged. He wrapped his arms around me, not careful to avoid the marks. He led me to the living room and handed me a ros and a little black teddy bear. Not this shit again. Everytime we fought, he gave me the same damn bear and rose. i had well over a hundred shoved in my closet, but none of them meant anything to me. He was discusting and he pissed me off.

"Do you like them?"

"Not really."

He sighed heavily.

"YOU ARE SO UNAPPRICIATIVE ALICE!"

He slammed his fist on the counter, making me jump.

"AND YOU AREN'T? WHAT THE HELL BRANDON!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE YOU REALLY PISS ME OFF!"

My voice lowered. I was getting really scared now.

"Get out."

i almost whispred my words. He gripped my forearm tightly.

"What did you say?"

"You're hurting me Brandon..."

"ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!"

He yanked my hand, squeezing tighter.

"I SAID GET OUT OF MY HOUSE BRANDON! IM FUCKIN DONE! NOW GET OUT!"

He slapped my face. I pulled free from his grip and ran out of the house and to my neighbor Carly's house.

 

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