Chapter 1
Love. A very strong word. Something powerfull. I fell in love. Or so i thought. But all this love brought me was pain and tears. Unending pain and tears. I was scared it would never stop. I didn't know how to stop it. Everynight. Crying myself to sleep. Endless pain running through my body. The person you care for is suppost to make all your pain go away. Not in my case. The person i care for is the reason for the pain. He use to make me smile and laugh. All he does now is makes me cry and feel hurt. He says love hurts. But love isn't based on hurt. It's love. You feel it. It makes you happy. My love makes me cry. I want to just give up. No one knows how i feel.
Once again i woke up with big purple bruses on my arms and stomach, everymorning. New bruses. Tight grips on my arms and punches thrown into my stomach making me gasp for air. "Cole! Stop!" I scream and begged. His fist came flying at my face, catching me in the jaw. "Molly! You never yell at me." He screamed grabbing my face with his hand. "You're hurting me." I cried. "Love hurts." He said standing up and giving me a kick in the back. I laid on the ground in the middle of the park, by myself, crying. "Love should never hurt this much." I said whipping the blood from my mouth. He was long gone. I wanted this to stop. More than anything. I wanted to tell someone. I couldn't. He said he'd hurt my family and the ones i love. And i could never tell Macey and Claire. The guy i feel in love with, at the beach, bets me everyday. When he can get me alone and just take out his anger. Around other people. If i were to trip on steps. He would be the first one to wrap his arms around my waist and i ask if i were okay. But then when he drove me home. It was calling me names, yelling at me, hitting me. Just because. He didn't care. He clamed he did. But he didn't. I wanted someone to love me deaply and passonatly. Love me enough to hold me and tell me everything was gonna be okay. Even when i knew it wouldn't. I wanted someone to kissed my head and hold me till i feel asleep in there arms and he would have to carry me to bed. I wanted to feel real love. Not this crap that Cole called love. Love hurts. Yeah right. Love should never hurt this much. This wasn't love. This was hate. Hate in every possable way. "Are you okay?" The voice said. I stood up quickly, ignoring the pain that shot through my side, legs, and stomach. "I'm fine." "You're bleeding." The curly haired teenager said. "I'm fine. Really." "No. You're crying. Why?" He asked. "Because." I whispered wrapped my arms around my gut. "Because why?" He asked stepping into the moonlight. His big brown eyes sparkled as he stared into my dull blue eyes that were always full of tears. Never a sparkle. "Because.....," I said pausing, "Love hurts."
wow. this reminds me of the song "My Flow So Tight" by Jump Smokers. it's about Chris Brown, but still. SAME DIFF. it's like "boy hits girl, boy should taken down, no matter who's around."
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ok...so i did plan on updating...i had two chapter writen....but now it says it's locked. i didn't even lock it. i can view what i've writen...but i can't type on it of copy from it....i don't know what to do....:(
oh-no! im sad now.. if u cant update... i may cry 4 ever... i wish i could help...
Chapter 2 The guy just looked at me. "What's your name? And why are you so beat up? He asked. "Molly. And why do you ask so many questions." I said walking. "I'm Nick. By the way. And, because you look like you need a friend. Someone to talk to." Nick whispered. "I have friends and I have people to talk to. But thanks anyway." I mumbled picking up the pace. "You're limping." He whispered. "So?" "Did someone do this to you?" He asked. "No. I just...fall a lot." "Uh huh. I heard that when was younger. Except it was from a little girl. She 'fell' down a flight of stairs. Yeah right. I flight of stairs can't leave a punch make on your face." Nick whispered. I sighed, "No comment." Nick was quiet after that. "I just moved here." He said smiling. "I've lived in Texas all my life." I smiled at him. It wasn't a real smiled. But I tried. "Cool. Do you know any good pizza places?" I don't go out much." I whispered. "Oh." I continued walking home in silence. "How old are you?" He asked. "17." I whispered. "Oh. I'm 16." "Nice to know." I mumbled. Nick sighed, I gotta get home.Mom is making lasagna. Joe's favorite."Nick laughed. "Bye." I whispered. "Bye." Nick smiled. "It was a very painfull walk home. I stepped in the door. "There you are!" Cole said wrapping his arms around me. I winced as he heald me close. My parent stood up. Molly. You've been gone for hours. We were worried sick." Mom said hugging me. "I'm fine." "You don't look fine. You busted your lip. How did you manage that?" Dad asked kissing my head. I glanced at Cole who had his arms crossed over his chest glaring at me. I tripped and bit it when my jaw hit the ground. But I'm fine. I'm tired. I'm gonna go got bed."I whispered walking up stairs. "I'll walk you up." Cole smiled. I slowly walked up stairs. When we were out of sight, Cole dragged me in my room and therw me to the floor. "You looked like Shi-" "Stop it!" I said as he hit me. He then had his knife out and the blade pressed to my neck. "I should slice your neck. You never talk to me like that." "Do it! After all love hurts. You kill me. You're showing the STRONGEST kind of love!" I yelled as tears flowed down my face. He put the knife away. "Go to bed." "Why not kill me."I said. His fist hit me in the mouth. "I said! Get in the bed." He yelled. Tears flowed down my face as I crawled into bed and cried. He was soon gone. I heard noises outside my window. I stood up slowly and looked out. I saw movers and a big family. "We just moved here." Nick's voice played in my head. I pulled my blinde closed and laid on my bed. At tears rolled down my cheeks. I cried myself to sleep. Like every other night.
My alarm woke me up. I rolled out of bed slowly. I had blood stains on my jacket. I went into my closet and grabbed my long sleves, baby blue shirt. "Middle of Spring and I'm wair long sleves. I took a hot shower. It felt great. I got out and put on my black skinny jeans and blue top. Before I pulled my shirt down, I looked at my purple bruses and yellow bruses that were going away. I touched one of them and shook my head.I grabbed my make up bag and put on my cover up to hide my bruses on my face and on my hands and sometimes on my neck. I sighed and scrunched my hair. I grabbed my bags and walked down stairs. I grabbed a cerial bar and was out the door. I walked slowly to school. "Molly!" I turned and saw Nick. "Lovely." I whispered. I waved a little. "Going to school? He asked smiling. "Yeah."I whispered. "You look nice."He smiled. I put a strand of hair behind my ear and sighed,"Thanks."
yep...i'm good. :]] i didn't fix it...so....i had to rewrite it...that's why it took so long to post.
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Cole seems a little grouchy to me.
