Hold my hand

Alison Young is a normal girl who study drama in LA. She is going much through her life. The more bad things happen she gets more sensitive. For her its not easy to trust someone. Everyone thinks her relationship with Liam is great but there is something they don't know. Then she met a boy. She gets happier and feels more comfortable when this boy is with her. But will she begin to have confidence in a boy again ?


13. Don't know how to tell

Chapter 13: Don’t know how to tell 

„Im home!“ I hear Justin saying. I can hear his foot steps. He is coming closer and closer.  He opens the door. „Hey babe. was your day ? I called and texted you. “ Justin asks. „Alright and yours ? How was the show ? Im sorry. My phone is still in my pocket.“ I lied. „It was fine but I don’t feel well because I lied. They should know about us.“ he says. He change his clothes and collapse into the bed. He comes closer. No. No I don’t want him to see my face. I don’t want him to touch me. My whole body hurts. I turn around and get up. „Baby ? Where are you going ?“ Justin asks. What can I say. „I- I want to watch tv.“ I mumble. „But you can watch here?“ he reply. Shit what the hell did I say. Im not good at lying. „I don’t want to disturb you.“ I say and open the door. Justin is running to me. Why can’t he leave me alone. I try to ignore him. I want to go downstairs. Then I feel his hands on my waist. He carries me. He throws me over his shoulder. „JUSTIN LET ME DOWN.“ I shout. My whole body hurts. I have to act like everything is fine. „But at first, say me you will stay in bed and cuddle.“ he says and walking to the bedroom. „Okay I will. I will stay in bed and cuddle with you. But now let me down.“ I say. „Fine, thats what i wanted to hear.“ he grins and put me down gently into bed. He lies on the other side of the bed. He comes closer and wraps his arm around me. He looks me in the eyes. I hope he didn’t notice. „Bae? What happened today?“ he says. „Nothing special. I packed my things and then hanged out with Fredo.“ I mumble. I wanted to say him the truth. But its not coming out. I just can’t say him. „Your face. Under your right eye. Its a bit swollen. Now I know why you tried to left the room. “ he says worried. „You really want to know ?“ I whisper. „What kind of question is that ? Of course I want to know.“ he says. „I told you about my ex-boyfriend, right ? When I was at home…. After your call someone knocked on the door. I thought its Fredo b- but it was my ex. When I saw him I was so frozen. He nudge me and beaten me. He broke my phone and before he left he told he is not finished with me. He called me slut. Later Fredo picked me up and he asked what happened. I lied.“ I say. 

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