“WHAT THE HELL… OPEN UP!!!” He bellowed.
We stood, shaking with fear.
“CLAUDIA!I SWEAR YOU BETTER LET ME IN!”
Slowly she made her way over to the door. She quickly signaled for Aimee to leave the room.
‘Call for help’ she mouthed.
Aimee nodded and then silently left the room.
I took a deep breath as Claud opened the door.
He swaggered in; even from where I was standing I could smell the alcohol in his breath. Aaron hastily glanced around, and catching sight of me his mouth formed a lopsided ‘O’.
“YOU!!!!!!!” he screamed.
I began to tremble in fear. My breathing grew quick and I felt like I was going to cry.
He stormed over to me, and in one quick motion punched my face. I fell to the ground, shocked and in pain.
“Aaron!” cried Claudia, tears were already streaming down her face.
He picked me up roughly, only so hit me again. The tears began to leak out. Aaron then turned to Claudia. She was so worked up about me; she didn’t seem to be expecting his punch. Her cheek
instantly turned bright red. Her instant reaction meant her hand flew to her face.
I glanced around, I could see Aimee looking on in horror from the stairs. She stepped towards me. I shook my head ever so slightly, pleading with my eyes. She stepped back. Her eyes too glistened
Aaron turned to me again. I tried to prepare myself as again he hit me, sending me flying headfirst into the kitchen table. I could feel the blood trickle down my face. A dizzy feeling slowly began
to come over me. I tried to sit up, but I was lacking the energy and I feel back again the table leg.
Aaron began to yell at Claudia.
“IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU HAD’VE JUST BEEN A GOOD GIRL YOU AND YOUR IDIOT FRIEND WOULD HAVE BEEN FINE!”
The tears fell harder and faster from her face. She looked over at me, I could she the horror in her eyes. I tried to smile, but then pain was getting to me.
Where was the help Aimee called? Anyone, someone, I didn’t really care. Just someone who would end this.
I was beginning to fall more nauseous. Aaron was casting a shadow over me, the darkness making me weary.
I concentrated on my breathing; in, out, in, out.
The blood from my head was staining my clothes, and the floor. I attempted wipe some of it off my face.
Aaron had Claudia by the wrists in one of his rough hands. The other was pulling at her dress.
I gasped in horror as I realized what he had come to do. He wanted to finish what he started.
The little colour that was left had drained from Claud’s face.
“Get, your, hands, off, her!” I managed to yell.
“Shut up!” he replied.
My tears began to fall again, mixing with the blood on my face.
I tried to get up, but I was too weak; I was loosing too much blood.
It had been at least 15 minutes. Someone should have arrived by now. I glared impatiently at the door.
I saw a flash of pink, realizing in horror it was Aimee.
“No!” I tried to yell, but all that came out was a whisper.
She launched herself at Aaron, yelling and kicking.
“GET OFF HER YOU BASTARD!”
Astonish, Aaron let go of Claud. She hit the ground with a thud. She quickly scampered across to me.
It was Aimee’s turn to be shocked when Aaron swiftly lifted her and prepared to throw her.
The door swung open.
“GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER!”
I looked up in shock.
A/N: sorry for the long breaks between updates. been busy with stupid homework, etc. The story is beginning to draw to a close, and I know many people who wish for Aaron to come to a painful end.
any ideas would be great, just leave a comment.
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