Brutal Love

People say love is supposed to be special, magical even. When I was a little girl I expected to wake up one morning and my knight in shining armour would be stood outside my window however what fairytales don't prepare you for is the actually stone cold world. It only took me a second to realise how much of a tale those stories were and ever since that second I have been trapped in my own personal hell. Kaitlyn was 14 years old when her parents died in a plane crash and she was shipped off to adoptive parents that couldn't care less about her. She was completely broken until Aaron came along, he promised he would fix her but everyone knows good things don't last forever... At 17 years old she's more damaged than ever, she can feel any hope she once had rapidly fading away but not all is lost. What happens when the perfect and most unexpected guy appears out of the blue? Will it be the happily ever after she deserves or is he not as perfect as he seems?


5. Chapter 3

I threw my bag down on the floor before collapsing onto my bed. Brett was too busy with Melissa to come and pick me up and Aaron had some stupid 'gang' stuff to sort out. Him and his friends like to think they're gangsters but to be honest the most illegal thing they've ever done is smoke weed and these days that's not so bad. Almost everyone smokes that crap. I'm not a drug fan myself, I don't see the point.

My phone beeped, I had a message from Brett:

Hey sis, sorry about not being able to pick you up. I'll be back at around 9. See you then x

To be honest I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't show up. He always says he's coming back but I won't see him until a few days after. He may not be related to mom and dad by blood but he definitely has their timekeeping skills.

I close my eyes as I yawn. I would much prefer to just have a carefree night but with Aaron coming round in a few hours I know that would never happen. A nap couldn't hurt though, all I need is about five minutes of rest then I should be good to go.


I woke up to very aggressive banging on the front door. Crap. Aaron's here. Wait how long was I asleep for?

I glanced at the clock which read 19:07. Ha, so much for five minutes.

I ran over to the window and pushed it open.

"I'll be down in a minute!" Hopefully he heard that.

"Hurry up Bitch!" Yeah... he heard me.

I quickly threw on a top and a pair of skinny jeans before rushing down the stairs towards the door. I opened it with a smile.

"Sorry about that, I fell asleep." I stepped aside allowing him to come in.

"Careless. As per usual."

I grabbed his hand before he could walk straight past me.

"I'm sorry." I kiss his cheek softly, "I don't mean to upset you Aaron."

"I know you don't but you can't help it. You're lucky you have me, you know that don't you Kait? Without me you would be even more worthless than you are now." His voice was soft but his hand felt rough as it stroked my cheek.

I looked down to fight back the tears but I failed, a few spilled over and ran down my cheeks.

"Hey don't cry. You don't want to ruin your makeup, I don't think I'm ready to see you without it yet." He pulled me towards the room, "Let's watch a movie. Is there one in particular you want to see?"

"No. You pick." I wanted to watch a Disney movie but no way in hell was he going to watch one of them.

"What about The Human Centipede?"

"That's my brothers... I don't think that's my kind of movie." It didn't look very appealing to me.

"You said for me to pick and I'm picking this one."

"Well you asked for my opinion."

"It was a rhetorical question."

"Oh." I glanced down as he slipped the disk into the DVD player.

"I've been wanting to see this for weeks." Aaron came and sat next to me, jerking my closer as he put his arm around my shoulder.

I squirmed a little, trying to get comfortable.

"Sit still." His tone was demanding causing me to stop instantly.

This was going to be a long night.


We were about half way through the movie by now but I wasn't really watching it. It was a horrid film. I don't know why my brother even has it.

I grabbed the remote and switched it off.

"Do you mind? I was enjoying that." Aaron states bluntly.

"You've got to be kidding me? I'm sorry but I cannot watch that. Can we do something else please?"

"Sure we can." He flashed a devilish smirk.

I tensed up as I felt Aaron's lips press against my neck.

"Aaron, can you not." My attempt to move away failed as his arm tightened around me.

"Shut up and enjoy it." His lips still never left my skin.

"Aaron, I-I'm being-"

"I said shut the hell up." He pressed his body closer to mine.

(I advise anyone who won't be able to handle what's coming next to skip over this part, it's nothing very explicit but the situation might make some people uncomfortable.)

Shut up Kaitlyn. Listen to your boyfriend. Enjoy it. I can do this. Make him happy.

My body refused to move. I was frozen. I felt his hand placed on my knee, it began moving further and further up my thigh. I felt sick.

I suddenly gained control in time for me to jerk away.

"What the hell Kaitlyn?!" He was pissed.

"I'm sorry. I can't."

"So you thought you would lead me on?"

"What?! No! I-I froze up okay, I don't want this!"

"Those who lead me on have to pay the consequences." Before I knew it my hands were held above my head and I was lying on the couch, my back pressed against it. Aaron was straddling me. His lips returned to my neck.

"Aaron I'm not ready! You know I'm not! please- Stop." My voice cracked as I begged him to stop. I fought from underneath him, I refused to stop squirming. He now held my thin wrists in one hand as the other fiddled with the hem of my top.

I whimpered as I felt his cold hands push along my stomach under my shirt.

"No no no!" I screamed as I continued to fight back. One of my wrists slipped free of his grasp and the panic caused me to push hard on his Adam's apple.

(You can start reading again.)

He choked for a second giving me enough time to push his muscular body off me and scamper over to the other side of the room.

I picked up the TV remote and held it out in front of me. I was shaking uncontrollably and tears were staining my face.

"You ugly slut! How dare you lay a fricken hand on me." His eyes were filled with anger. I've never been so terrified in my entire life.

He began to advance towards me, causing me to back further against the wall.

"S-stay away from me Aaron."

"I cannot believe you would do such a thing, you worthless piece of sh*t! I'm the only person who can tolerate your sorry ass and you treat me like this. I do so much for you but I get nothing in return. You're a selfish bitch. say you're freakin sorry or I swear I'm going to make your life so unbearable you will be begging on your knees for me to take you back."

I dropped the remote and sank to my knees. Once again, he was right.

"You think Jess actually likes you? She doesn't care, you're just her annoying charity case that doesn't leave her alone. As for El and Alexia, they are only there because of Jess. Oh and don't get me started on your so called 'family'. Your parents clearly don't want you, when was the last time they contacted you? then there's your brother who acts like he cares but really you're just another problem for him."

I let out a sob as I brought me knees to my chest.

"I am the only one who will ever put up with your pathetic existence so I suggest you begin to realise that and see how much of a selfish bitch you've become." His words were spat out of his mouth with complete and utter hatred.

"I-I'm sorry." I whispered.

He began walking towards me, "What was that? I didn't hear you."

"I said I'm sorry." I raised my voice a little more.

"Why are you sorry Kaitlyn?" He held his hand out for me. I slipped my shaking one into his as he began to help me up.

"Because I've been extremely ungrateful. You've always been there for me but I haven't appreciated that. I've been such a bitch to you." He forced my chin up so I was looking at him.

"You're right. You have."

One minute I was apologising, the next minute I was smacking my head off the TV stand. My cheek was on fire from where his palm connected to my face. Pain consumed my head. I was too shocked to make a sound; too shocked to cry. I just sat there, pressing my sweaty hand against my cheek.

"Now go and clean yourself up. You look disgusting without makeup." he turned his back on me.

"Oh and next time act like a grown up. Only children cry."

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