Just With You

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NOAH'S POV:

I woke up to a bright light.

Where am I?

While my eyes adjusted to the light, I attempted to sit up, but was unsuccessful because there was a sharp pain in my leg. I just laid back down.

I turned my head to the left and saw my beautiful girl sleeping on a chair in the corner. Her makeup was smeared and tissues laid on the ground, covered with mascara.

Why is she crying? Why am I here?

Then thoughts rushed back to my head.

FLASHBACK:

I got in the car and drove 90 miles an hour to get to my house. I arrived at the site in 5 minutes. I left the car running and sprinted into the house only to find my mom duct taped to a chair. She was crying and trying to talk to me. A worried expression was on her face.

"MOM!" I rushed to her and crouched next to the chair she was sitting in.

"ARE YOU OKAY?!?!?" I screamed.

"MMMMMMMM! MMMMMM MMMM!!" she tried to speak.

I ripped the duct tape from her mouth.

"NOAH NOAH," she screeched, "WATCH OUT BEHIND YOU!!"

I turned around only to see my..


dad.


He abused me and my mother when I was young and was bipolar. We kicked him out on the streets years ago. He came back.

He had two knifes in his hand. I dodged the first one he threw at me. Then he ran from across the room towards me.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" I yell.

"GETTING BACK FOR WHAT YOU DID! YOU KICKED ME OUT! NOW IT'S MY TURN TO GET BACK WHAT IS MINE! MY HOUSE! MY LIFE!" he replied.

"Howard, don't do this!" my mother screams.

"TOO BAD!"

He sliced my throat first. The copper taste of blood flew out of my mouth and from my throat. I fell to the ground, unable to breathe. My dad looks over my head.

"We don't always get what we want, do we?" he gave me an evil smirk.

With that, he took the knife and stabbed my leg. Aching in pain, I couldn't move or couldn't breathe. I was going to die.

My dad picked my mom up and threw her out of the house and shut the door. The last thing I heard from him was the sound of his car as he drove away. Good bye Ally, good bye world, good bye life. Then I passed out.


Ally showed up a while later, screaming and crying. I could spit out a couple of words to her and then blacked out again when the paramedics arrived.

And that's where I am right now.

Because of my bipolar father.

I clenched my fists.

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Bump?

 

Accepted!

 

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ALLY'S POV:

It was dark outside. I looked at the clock. 9:30. My eyes were still watery when I woke up. Smudges of mascara covered my long sleeved jacket. I wanted nothing more than for Noah to wake up.

I heard something moving the sheets on his bed. I quickly looked up. There he was with his eyes open, looking at his balled up fists. Then he turned his honey colored eyes towards me and smiled. It made me melt.

"Hey Ally. How long have you been here?"

"Ever since school ended. I'm so glad your okay." I walked slowly towards his bed.

"I'm feeling better too," he said.

He tried to lean up towards me, with his lips seeking a kiss. It hurt him and he immediately surrendered.

"Maybe that's not the best idea," he chuckled.

"Maybe. But this is."

This time I leaned in, my lips moulded into his perfectly. It was a fierce kiss, which was unlike him and startled me. After a few minutes, he pulled away.

"Where is my mom?!" he asked anxious.

"Don't worry. She was found with only minor bumps and bruises. Your dad was caught and charged with physical abuse and attempted murder towards you and your mom. He was sent into prison." I said.

"Good." he let out a sigh of relief. He relaxed again.

All of the sudden, the door opened.

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