The Princess and the Punk

Amelie's POV
"I can't believe you acted like that!" He shouted harshly.
What did I even do?
"I'm sorry Harry, I didn't mean to disrespect you in front of your friends." I apologized.
"You're a worthless piece of shit!" He yelled.
He lunged forward and wrapped his strong hands around my neck.
"Harry, please let go I'm sorry! Please stop!" I cried.
His grip just got tighter.
"You disgust me..." He said darkly.
"Than leave." I said defensively.
"What did you say?" He asked.
"I said leave if you think I'm so disgusting." I said strongly.
Quickly he through me to the ground and began beating my face. It was so painful.
"You want me to leave?! I'm never leaving. You're such a bitch! Telling me to leave, to fuck off!" He yelled and began kicking my lower back.
"Stop! Please just stop!" I begged.
Finally after what felt like hours of unbearable torture he stopped.
He knelt down near my face, I prepared for more torture.
"I'm never gonna leave, I'll always be here." He whispered in my ear.
"No you won't, you'll be rotting in hell." I whispered as he walked away leaving me to deal with my blood and tears.
*** 1 hour later ***
"Drea! Drea help, somebody please!" I yelled.
I couldn't get up, the pain was unbearable and I couldn't breathe.
"Drea!" I yelled for what felt like the thousandth time.
"Please... Somebody!" I yelled.
"Amelie? Are you all right?" Drea asked through the door.
"Drea? Please help me." I said relieved.
"Oh my god! Amelie what happened?" She asked frantically.
"He got upset..." I said.
"Honey let's get you cleaned up." She said.
"I can't get up, I can't move." I cried.
"Honey I've got to get help." She said.
"No!" I begged.
"I'm just going to find Teresa." She said while hurting out of the room.
Minutes later they returned.
"I just knew he was a mean man, he just had that look in his eyes." Teresa said.
"Okay love let's get you to the shower." Drea said.
They helped pull me up and helped me to the bathroom.
"Amelie what the hell happened?" Asked Joseph.
"I told you to stay downstairs!" Teresa demanded.
"Please don't tell anyone!" I said.
I began to panic and my chest tightened.
"Can you get my phone please." I said.
"Yes, hold on!" He said grabbing my phone from my room.
I quickly dialed Michael, he was the only person that could keep me safe.
"Amelie?" He said.
His voice instantly made me feel safe.
"Can you come get me? I need someplace to go." I cried in to the speaker.
"I'll be right there babe, meet me near the phone booth." He said.
"Okay." I answered, and then hung up.
"I'm not safe here, can you help me get out of here?" I asked desperately.
"Yes of course." Teresa said.
"Joseph go pack her some clothes, we'll get her cleaned up here." Drea said shooing him out.
"Okay let's get her in the shower." Teresa said.
***After shower***
I packed things like my toothbrush, hair brush, and tampons.
"I'll walk you there." Joseph said.
"Thank you so much." I told him.
I walked out of the bathroom, Teresa and drea stood next to my bags.
"I don't know when I'll be back... Or if I will be back, but I just want to thank you all for what you've done for me." I said graciously.
"It's what you do for the people you love." Drea said.
I hugged them goodbye for now.
Joseph carried my bag and helped me down the long set of stairs. If my father was even home he would be in his study at the bottom of the stairs. We quickly walked past his study. I know my mother wouldn't be home so I wasn't worried.
"I'm glad he wasn't in his office." Joseph whispered to me.
We quickly walked through another hallway and out towards the green house and the rose garden. I had always admired the green house, the smell of dirt, fresh flowers, and vegetables. When I was about six I remember planting flower seedlings in the green house. It was nice to hear her tell me about how they'll grow up to be beautiful strong flowers. That's the only good memory I've had of me and my mother. We quickly made are way through the statue filled rose garden. It seemed almost to easy... Just walking out... Why hadn't I done it sooner?
"Why didn't you tell anyone?" Joseph asked.
"I did, I told Michael and Drea. There was no need to tell my parents, they wouldn't do anything anyway." I replied sadly.
"I'm sorry you don't deserve this." He said.
"No one does, no one deserves this kind of pain." I said.
"Is that him?" He asked.
"Yes." I said.
"Michael!" I called running towards him.
All the pain instantly faded as he wrapped his arms around me.
"Amelie I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." He said holding me.
I could tell that he'd been crying, his eyes were red and glossy. He cupped his hands around my cheeks and kissed my forehead.
"I didn't know who to call." I said crying.
"You know I will always be here for you." He said wiping my tears.

"I know." I said smiling.

Notes

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