[Matthew] You Can't Mend A Scar [Aaron] You Can't Fix A Shattered Heart [Good] Part 1

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Today was just like any other day: I woke up, went to work, came home, took a beating, tried to hide, and the rest has yet to happen. It's all thanks to Dalton, my loveable boyfriend. He use to be the best boyfriend in the world, but ever since his dad died from suicide he took out all his sadness and anger out on me. After he beats me he always says he sorry and that he'll never do it again. Lier. The next day he does it again and repeats what happened the night before. He is very sweet when we are around people, that's when I feel like I should stay with him. I can't believe I still love him even though he beats me to a bloody pulp every single day. Many girls seem to be mesmerized by his looks. He's gorgeous. He has pale creamy white skin, beautiful icey blue eyes, a few piercings: a snakebite, a septum, and a gauge, and blue/black hair with random platinum blonde chunks; he is also very tall. If those girls ever knew his true personality, they would be afraid. Very afraid.

I trembled slightly as I tried my best to keep calm from under my bed. I closed my eyes and prayed that he wouldn't see or hear me. If he found me he would beat me like there's no tomorrow. He would do it until I yelped out in pain; I never did, though, I would never give him the pleasure of seeing me cry. If I ever cried I made sure that nobody was around.

I bit my tounge as I heard his footsteps creep closer to my hiding place. He was getting closer; I think he could sense my fear. I heard him chuckle a bit and kick a box out of the way.

"Babe.. where are you? Don't hide from me." His voice sent shivers down my spine. I don't know if it was his seductive voice or the fact that he literaly scared the shit out of me.

He continued to look behind various items and calling out my name. He did it all as if we were playing an innocent game of hide and seek, but this game was far from innocent.

I saw his feet get closer to the bed I had been hiding under; I gasped silently and pushed myself into the corner. For once I felt happy that I had such a small frame, but the happyness wore off when I saw Dalton bend over and grin at me.

"I found you now, Salem."

"Please, leave me alone," I whispered softly as I curled up into a small ball.

"Sugar, just come. It will all be over soon." He got under the bed and extended his arms so he could pull me out.

When he got a hold of me he gently pulled me out, I whimpered softly and tried my best to stay where I was. In a matter of seconds Dalton had me on the ground and was violently kicking me. I bit the insides of my cheeks and closed my eyes. I closed my eyes tighter and tried my best to think of something else. I couldn't think of anything, so I tried to fall asleep. I took in a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. In a matter of seconds everything seemed a bit more peaceful. I opened my eyes slightly and saw everything get darker; I prayed that I would never wake up again.















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