My eyes suddenly shut tightly once I feel another burning pinch come attached to my cheek. My body flies back into the wall as I sink down and sob into my knees.

"P- please stop." My voice was very small and cracky. I thought from the sound of my innocent voice his mood would soften up but it didn't, it actually just made him angrier.

His large hand grips my upper arm and pulls me too him forcefully without any hesitation. My eyes widen from the look on his face. He was more than angry at me for some unknown reason. His grip got tighter around my arm as he looked me in my eyes.

"Y- your hurting me." I cried out. But that didn't make a difference. His grip didn't budge and he was still very angry.

"I'm dealing with enough shit right now on the streets, I don't need this bullshit from my fucking girlfriend." His voice was low as he spoke between his teeth. When he would act like this he never yelled, his voice was extremely low and that's what scared me the most.

"I- I'm so- sorry." I wasn't trying to argue or even go further with this disagreement. I was already in enough pain, I didn't need to be in anymore.

Danielle forcefully pushed me down onto the bed and walked out the room cursing and calling me names under his breath. I took that time to regain my composer and cry. Cry because I missed the old Danielle.

The Danielle that never would hit me and the Danielle that always lifted me up, not put me down. But ever since his little brother died it hasn't been the same.

He drinks all the time, is always high and is basically never here with me but when he is he's either arguing with me or hitting me. Nothing else.

Once I finish adding the foundation to my black eye, bruises and busted lip I take a good look at myself in the mirror. I don't recognize myself. I'm not the same girl that I used to me. I turned the light off and walked into the living room where all the gang was except for Danielle.

Thank god.

I put on a smile and walked over to hug Brianna. "Hey Brianna." By the sound of my voice you couldn't tell what had just happen in the bedroom.

"Hey Camryn." She said hugging me softly.

"Would any of you like anything to drink?" All of them nodded their heads no except for Brianna. "I'll come with you." She got back up from her seat and followed me into the kitchen.

I opened the fridge and grabbed two waters. One for myself and one for Brianna. I lean on the counter as I open the cap and take a sip keeping my eye on Brianna as she stares at me.

"How's Danielle?" She asked.

Oh he's being a dick. Hitting me every chance he gets you know, same old same old.

"He's good. He actually just left not to long ago." I took another sip of my water as Danielle walked over to me leaning on the counter also. I doubt she could figure anything out since I put enough makeup on for ten girls.

"Is he still hitting you?" She's the only one who knows about the abuse. She's always telling me to leave him but I just can't gather enough courage too. I love Danielle and I know he loves me too.

"No he's not." I lied.

"That's funny, why do I see a bruise on your chest then?" She pulled my shirt down just a little to see the whole bruise that was right about my boob. Shit. I forgot to cover that one up.

"That was from a while ago. He hasn't hit me in a while okay!?" She sighed and looked me in my eyes.

"Stop fucking lying to me Cam! Why do you let him keep abusing you like this? You deserve a whole lot better." I turned the cap on my water bottle and slammed it on the counter.

"No I don't! He's the best thing that ever happen to me and it's my fault! I shouldn't have argued with me about that petty shit." I took offense to him.

"What was the fight about?"

"I saw some textes to this girl and they were like I had fun, let's do it again and all that dirty shit. So I confronted him and he hit me." I shrugged.

"So he hit you because your a concerned girlfriend?" He eye brother furrowed together. "Yeah you can say that..." She put her finger under my chin too make me look at her.

"You have every right to be a concerned girlfriend. You've been dating him for like 4 fucking years! What do you expect?" Actually five years. I moved her hand away from me and looked down trying to hold back the tears.

I watched as she walked away back where everyone was. "Just promise me one thing Cam." My pointer finger wiped the tear that was bear to escaping my eye away.

"What?" I tired to make my voice as normal as possible since I was about to cry once again.





"If he hits you again, leave. Please leave for me Camryn."

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