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Birthdays and Nightmares

Marcel's P.O.V

I heard my mom "Get up you good for nothing shit" and jumped out of bed. I really don't want to be hit today. I still have the bruises from last week. I was putting on some jeans and a t-shirt when I heard the doorbell ring. "I get it" my mother yelled.
"Good Morning Mrs. Styles" said a voice. A voice I knew all to well.
"Ohh, Good Morning Dear." my mother said in a sweet voice. She only used that voice around Hannah.
"Is Marcel here?"
"In his room."
"Thanks!"
"Your welcome dear." I heard as the door closed, I was still putting on my shirt when Hannah walked in my room.
"OH! I'm so sorry!!" She said with wide eyes. Meanwhile I was struggling to put my shirt on and blushing like an idiot. "Here, let me help you" She walked over to me and helped me pull it down. I was gazing into her eyes, when I said "Why are you here?"
"Well, if you don't want me I go!" She said in a flirtatious voice.
"No, no, sorry."
"It's fine, I'm here to give you your birthday gift" She pulled out a little red box with a black ribbon around it.
"Oh yeah, I forgot that it was today." I took the box and opened it. Inside was a small ring that said 'Hannah' on the inside. It had a smooth white pearl on the top.
"I have the matching one" She said with a smile. She was right, she was wearing one the said 'Marcel' on it and the same smooth, white pearl on top.
"Wow, Hannah, this is amazing. Thank you" and then I hugged her, nobody has ever cared so much about my birthday . My mom would bake me cake, and then burn me with the candles. I don't know why she was so abusive, It started when my dad died. I guess she saw him through me and all she could do was let her anger out. It's been 12 years since my dad died, and she still hits, i guess it's all she knows.
Hannah released herself from the hug and said, "I have to go, my plane leaves soon, but I hope you have a great birthday."
"Ok, thanks for the gift"
"Bye" She left with her little wave.
"Bye." I whispered as she left me, my home, my nightmare.

Notes

soooooooo sorry i haven't updated, I'm a dancer so i've been really caught up with dance. hope you loved it :) Sorry if i made you cry... :/

Comments

update!

@Love_Life3
Ok :) haha ty for letting me know :)

JustAWriter JustAWriter
4/23/14

I read this story. Keep going!

Love_Life3 Love_Life3
4/23/14

@Musiclover231
updated

JustAWriter JustAWriter
4/22/14

@Musiclover231
Tbh hun, I have been wayyyyy to busy with dance to write, so i'm working on it

JustAWriter JustAWriter
3/11/14