I could both their eyes glued on me. I didn't know how to start the story. How to tell them all about what had happened between Tyler and I. The story was dark and twisted and one I wanted to forget, not share with the two people I loved most. "I... I... I don't know where to begin." I said looking down. I could feel the tears in my eyes and soon then Luke wrapping his arms around me and kissing my head. "If you're not ready you don't have to say anything." He whispered into my ear. Caitlin suddenly sitting next to me holding my hand. Although reliving those terrible memories were going to be hard I knew I had to do it and who better to tell first then the two people who cared about me most. "No, I'm ready." Luke and Caitlin both instantly sat up straight looking at me. So where do I begin.....
I was torn when Luke broke up with me. I felt as if he torn my heart out and took it with him when he left. I was lost, hurt, and worst of all confused. He never gave me a reason why he was breaking up with me and they left me to wonder what happened. My stream of self conscience was left feeling as if I had done something totally wrong and if so what did I do? I pondered wondering if I had said something or done something. I then wondered if it was because he meet another girl. He had thousands of prettier girls swooning over him. All I wanted to do was sit in my room and think and cry. When anyone came to talk to me I just wanted them to leave. I didn't want to talk to anyone, but when Caitlin came over begging me to go out with her I had reached my final straw. I had agreed to go out because I wanted her to finally leave me alone not because I was "looking for a good time." So I got ready and went to this party. The scene was crazy when we pulled up. Everyone was already drunk and looking for love which I defiantly did not want to be a part of. I was standing next to Caitlin while she was talking to a bunch of our friends when suddenly he came over. This boy I had never seen before. He was wearing dress pants and a button up shirt. His hair was longer but neatly groomed. He was beyond handsome and had these beautiful dark brown eyes which gave his neat clean cut look a bit of an edge. He could win any girls heart with just a simple smile and that smile was defiantly pointed my way. He came straight up to me and introduced himself. Suddenly I found myself in deep conversation with this beautiful boy who laughed at all of my stupid jokes and continuously complemented me on everything. Suddenly I went from mopping over Luke to being left questioning Luke who? I learned so much from this guy. Like how he was already in University studying business, he was coming straight from his internship as to why he was dressed up so much, he was at this lame party because his best friend dragged him to come. I talked to this boy for hours and honestly he was perfect. I couldn't help but smile the whole time. Around 2am Caitlin was drunk and needed to get out and me being the DD had to take her home. So the handsome boy and I exchanged numbers because he wanted to see me again and take me out. And before I left I gave him a goodnight kiss and I said goodnight to him, Tyler.
After that night we started to talk a lot and I mean A LOT! We were in constant contact, texting each other, calling each other, skyping each other. It was nice having someone to talk to and who actually respond to my messages. Luke was always so busy I found myself never hearing from him for days. But Tyler, Tyler went out of him way to make sure I knew he was always there for me. Tyler would also take me on these amazing dates. No screaming girls and no hiding. Getting to know Tyler was absolutely incredible because he was absolutely incredible. After one of our extremely romantic dates Tyler asked me to be his girlfriend. Things were going absolutely perfect. Tyler and I had become the couple that everyone wanted to be. My parents had fallen completely in love with him and he had an amazing bond with my brothers. Everything was going perfect because I had the perfect guy.
After dating for a while I noticed a change in Tylers behavior. He was more tense and would get upset very easily. He would call me names and scream at me over everything. Tyler was constantly bringing up Luke saying things like "I know you're still obsessed with him, you love him more than you will ever love me, sorry I'm not some big rock star" I would try to explain to him that it's all not true and I didn't know why he even brought it up and why he was saying those things. After every fight and every name calling and every time I just got up and left he would call me crying and apologizing saying he was just stressed out from work and then everything would go back to normal. We would go out with friends being this cute, adorable, happy couple then when we were away he would freak out and start calling me names. One day after spending a night at a party at a friends house Tyler got really drunk and I took him home. On the car ride home he kept mumbling things but I couldn't understand anything he said. When we got home he started screaming at me calling me a slut and whore. I had enough so I screamed back asking him why he was calling me these names. Apparently a 5sos song came on the radio and I didn't change it and he went back on his rants about how I'm still obsessed with Luke and how I needed to get over him dumping me that I couldn't be a groupie anymore. It stung. I called him and asshole and as I went to storm out he came over called me a bitch and slapped me. He hit me so hard I fell to the ground. He just started at me breathing heavily. I ran out crying.
Tyler kept calling and leaving messages but I wouldn't answer. He hit me. I was done with him, a least thats what I thought. Two days later he came to my house with roses and wanted to talk. He told me that work was overloaded, his parents were getting a divorce, his grandpa was really sick and he was just so angry and stressed that he accidentally took it out on me and he was drunk and that he loved me so much and was afraid he was going to lose me. I felt bad for him. I really did care about him and I really loved him too. So we made up. I thought things were going to be better now that he knew that Luke meant nothing to me that he was just my past and that Tyler was my future.
Tyler would come home upset and angry and drunk all the time. He would cuss me out and hit me constantly. Every time he would end by balling his drunk eyes out and every time I went to clean him up and help him out. I felt bad for him he was a mess. My friends started to notice some bruising but I didn't want them to worry and I didn't want to spill all Tylers misfortunes so I lied and said I fell and they all believed it. Tyler would be so kind to me in front of my friends so it was easy to believe. Everyone fell for it except Caitlin she knew something was up. Suddenly Tyler started to call me names in front of our friends. He would make fun of me till I would run away crying. That's when I told Caitlin about the beatings and what he was going through. She was furious but I told her if she tried anything I would stop talking to her and our friendship would be over. I panicked I didn't want Tylers secrets to be out, he would have been so embarrassed. Instead of keeping it to herself though she told my family and Alex. She was nervous for me and panicked. Alex lost it and said he was off to find Tyler to kick his ass. My parents were calling me trying to figure out where I was. I was at Tylers house and he was passed out on the couch while I was cleaning up the door rang so I went to answer it. It was Alex and he looked pissed. He demanded to know where Tyler was. I told him if he said anything or even touched him I would never talk to him again ever. Before I could finish Tyler was wobbling over and Alex went up and punched him right in the face. I screamed at him and went to put ice on Tylers face. Alex pulled me away and took me home. I cried and screamed the whole way. I couldn't believe Alex did that especially after all that Tyler had been through. My parents told me I wasn't allowed to see Tyler anymore so I packed up all my stuff at left. I was furious. Tyler really needed me and my family didn't understand. So I moved in with Tyler.
I took care of him. Driving him around, making his food, filling all his needs. I was there. I was his slave. His bitch as he called me. I did everything he wanted. One night he went out and I was home alone I was flipping through the tv and thats when I saw Luke on TV. Him and the guys were performing on some show.They sounded really good. He looked so good. I was curious how they had been. So I started to look them up online seeing how well their album was doing what they had been up to. Looking at their well deserve success when Tyler came home. He was pissed drunk like usual but this time he wasn't his usual angry drunk self. He was a horny drunk. He started coming at me trying to take my clothes off kissing me and loving me. As he was kissing me I couldn't stop thinking of Luke and I pushed Tyler away. Then he became angry and looked at my computer screen and history and lost it. I had never seen him so angry before. He snapped.
This was the hard part to tell. What happened that night. What Tyler did. The one thing I didn't want to remember the most. The imagine that was burned into my mind haunting me. Tyler beat me repeatedly. Kicking me, punching me, throwing me around. I couldn't breathe. And when he was done beating me he raped me. I screamed trying to get away but he was so much bigger than me so much stronger than me. When he was done he left me there on the cold floor to cry. In the morning he made me some weird drink and told me that it was my fault and that I was asking for it looking up Luke like that in his house. He forced me to drink this drink and suddenly I was out of it. I was seeing double, throwing up, and hallucinating. I was terrified. Tyler was long gone and I was alone. I heard a bang at the door and I ran and hid. I was afraid it was Tyler. I didn't know what to do. I still kept seeing things, everything was fuzzy. Suddenly someone was there. Calling my name. Checking on me to make sure I was ok. I couldn't see them so I screamed and suddenly everything was black. I woke up in the hospital.
Luke and Caitlin were silent. That was it. I told them my deepest darkest secret. They were both teary eyed as they continued to hold me. Luke stood up with pure hate in his eyes as he punched the wall and tears started to stream down his face. I followed him. "Hey I'm ok now." I said grabbing his face. He wouldn't look at me. "Luke look at me." He kept mumbling "I'm so sorry." "It's not your fault Luke." I said running my hands through his hair. " I shouldn't have left you. God dammint." he turned kicking the wall. I grabbed him and kissed him. I held him tight and he held me tight. "Luke I'm ok now I have you and now that I told you guys the story I finally feel ok to tell others." That was a lie. After seeing the way Caitlin and Luke acted I couldn't imagine anyone else acting any differently and I defiantly did not want so much sympathy. Luke grabbed me in his arms and held me and kissed my head. "You're so precious Vanessa. We will get through this. We will keep that bastard locked up." I knew we would.