My Unexpected Savior

Anabelle's P.O.V

I whimper as Nick walks towards me .

He grabs me by my hair " Listen bitch , your going to pick up my packet. Nothing else. If you try to runaway , dont. Because I will find you " he yanks my hair harder " Got it ? "

I nod and make my way towards the bathroom .
" Put some makeup on " He yells from the living room.

When I step inside the bathroom I imediatley lock the door. I put my hands on either side of the sink and take a deep breath before looking at my reflection. My lip quivers when I see my self . I look terrible , my lip is busted and my cheek has a huge purple bruise. I have a handprint on my left arm.

I run my fingers through my hair and sink to the floor. You know when people say that the pain doesn't bother them anymore because they've gotten used to it ? That doesn't happen to me , I could never get used to the pain. When I was younger I used to think I wouldn't let any man touch me. I thought I would defend my self but Its easier to say than to do.

I got up from the floor and started to apply makeup on my bruises. I put on my sunglasses and looked at my outfit . Nick always made sure I had more than enough clothes. He treated me like a trophy , he liked to show me off.
I grabbed my bag and phone , Nick already gave me the money to pick up his package. I had to meet up with a guy named Harry. Nick said I will easily recognize him because he has tattoos and green eyes and curly hair. Also because he will be the only one in his alley at midnight.

Notes

I promise It will get better !!!