I feel safe in your arms (on hold)

Abby has always been a good-girl getting straight A's and is super sweet and popular. She always enjoys a good party or night out, but she never drinks a single drop of alcohol because she says 'she likes to remember things when she has a good time.'
She is dragged along to Colton Chrisfield's party by her best friend. She never guessed that one glass of beer and a game of truth or dare would change that all.


13. Seeing him once again

I'm once again staring aimlessly out the darkened window, as Damien delivers his daily food to me. I look back over to the door after not hearing the door close.

I looked up to see an angry Damien hovering in the doorway. His face was like thunder as he stared at me. His piercing blue eyes staring right at me, making me feel awkward and uncomfortable. What does he want now? I asked myself keeping a blank expression plastered on my bruised face. Is he going to tell me he loves me then violate me, again? 

He took a step towards me, his eyes burning into my soul. "Do you know what I don't get?" He asked keeping his gaze fixated on me. I didn't respond. He sighed and continued, this time his voice showing how angry he was. "I don't get how you can love that... that thing, over me" He sneered. "That guy is a douche that goes from girl to girl! Yet you can over look that but you can't over look my flaws"

I turned my head once again to look out the window. "Colton hasn't given me a reason to doubt him" I state calmly just above a whisper, hoping that he wouldn't hear.

Sadly he did.

"Oh, come on!" He screamed in exasperation. "You can't seriously be dumb enough to believe that bullshit!" He yell throwing something I didn't quite see.

"If you think I'm so dumb, why do you keep trying to get back together with me?" I asked. I let all my anger I felt towards him seep into my - usually light - voice. "Why don't you just... give up?" I ask feeling tired of trying.

"I don't know!" He screamed seeming to get angry again. "You don't get it do you?" He asked staring at me like I just slapped him round the face. "I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you! Yet, you still go for this douche bag that you met at a party!" He booed striding across the room, till he was stood over me.

I glanced up at him keeping the fear that was slowly filling my body off my face. "Do I really have to repeat myself?" I asked blankly, raising my eyebrow up at the guy I once thought was like an angel.

His breathing became deep as he stared down at me. I thought he was just going to storm out the room. But... I was extremely wrong.

He raised his right head and brought it down on my pale cheek, sending  pain to shoot through my face. I didn't have time to react because when I looked up to make sure it was real I didn't find him standing over me, I found him on the floor pinned down by a fuming Colton that looked like he was about to rip off his head.

Colton grabbed Damien's shoulder and pressed till Damien became limp. He slowly pulled out a rope from his pocket and tied Damien's hands and feet together, making it impossible for him to move.

I felt my eyes flicking from one boy to the other, wondering if it was all real. When I could finally get my eyes to stop on Colton's gentle features I noticed he was gripping a phone to his ear and muttering into it.

As soon as he placed his phone back in his pocket, I ran towards him and wrapped my stick like arms around his neck.

"I've missed you so much!" I stated. I couldn't help but question whether he was actually hear or not. But, he was. I finally felt full after all this time apart from him. I don't really feel like that hollow shell of a girl that was sitting on that grubby window ledge earlier today.

"I love you!" Colton cooed in my ear as he spun my body around in circles.

"I love you too" I breathed staring right into his warm hazel eyes, that looked like they had tears in them not so long ago.

I was finally seeing him once again. 

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