“Wow…he really admitted that?” Kendall questions staring at me, as we sat in the coffee shop drinking the last of our coffee. It took me a good twenty-five almost thirty minutes to tell her what happened the night before when I went to Harry’s.

“Yeah, he did,” I let out a sigh before I continue on, “On my way to class this morning, I was running late… again and ended up running smack into him,” I tell her and smile again.

“Awe, and then what happened after that, Sid?” she asks, the smile never leaving her face.

“We talked as he walked me to my class, and then he asked me for my number,” I tell and feel my cheeks darken a shade of red as I stare over at my best friend.

“You’re kidding me? Did you give it to him, your number I mean?!”

I laugh at her choice of words and nod at her in response to the question she just asked me.

She obviously knew everything I’ve been going through since I’ve been with Chris. I mean, she’s my best friend and I trust her with my life. All the time, she tells me I should just up and leave his ass since he hurts me, physically and mentally, but I decide against it. It’s really not that simple, take how long we’ve been together, almost two years. You can’t just walk away from this, I mean, I’ve tried once before and it ended badly, very badly. How badly, you ask? He hurt me so bad; I ended up staying in bed for practically two weeks. I could barely move; that’s how bad he hurt me. Now, I even still have some of the bruises, which are now eternally a part of me etched on my skin.

”Where are you going, Sidney?” I turn to catch a glimpse of Chris staring over at me, his eyes glazed over.

He was drunk again. It was late like it always was when he would come home pissed drunk, drenched in a gross coat of sweat and alcohol on his breath. You could smell it from a mile away, he was definitely out of it slurring his every word. And aggressive, which made it even worse.

“Leaving,” I tell him before I make a beeline for the door. I am soon taken aback a tad when he grabs my arm harshly pushing me roughly against the closed door, his grip super tight on my left wrist as if he tightened it even more. I let out a groan as his grip becomes even tighter on my wrist.

“Damn it, Chris. Let go of me,” I yell scowling at him, my voice louder than normal.

His grip only becomes tighter where he was close to cutting off my blood circulation. My right hand was free so I managed to bring it up to slap him across the face. Only to fail, this caused him to grab hold of that wrist and slamming both of them against the wooden door.

“You aren’t going anywhere,” he growled into my ear and began biting the side of my neck so harshly it drew blood and I could feel a hickey starting to form, a big one at that. It would take a long ass time before it might go away. At least I had cover up for that so no one would suspect anything.

“Get off of me, I can’t do this, Chris,” I tell him in all seriousness, my voice a bit gravelly as I begin to sob while trying to free myself from his tight grip I knew he wasn’t going to let up anytime soon.

“It’s done, w-we’re done, we’re over,” I tell him scowling at him. It takes me a while but I finally manage to free one of my wrists from his constraints and slap him hard across the face.

“No we’re not,” he screeches as he gets sent back a bit only to come back with much more rage.

“We aren’t through until I say we are, bitch,” he yells, his breath reeking of stale alcohol. He lunges forward going straight for my neck with his big calloused hands. I let out a scream when his fist collides with the bottom part of my jaw. I grab hold of my jaw that was now bleeding and felt sore from his stupid asshole action. I could feel the beginning of a bruise where he had punched me.

“Sid…Sidney?!” I hear Kendall’s voice that breaks me from my thoughts. She was waving her hand in front of my face.

“Yeah?” I respond, looking over at her as tears build up in my eyes as I thought back to that day. I should’ve just walked out, but he’s too damn strong and I wouldn’t have even gotten the chance because he would have gotten to me.

“What was that all about? You were out of it for a few minutes there,” she tells me.

I stay silent for a few minutes while I think of what to reply. “Just…stuff, you know,” I mumble with an uneasy laugh. She knew exactly what I meant by that. As long as I’ve been with Chris, I’ve known her maybe even longer. We’ve actually been friends since long before we even started attending here at Manchester Uni together. We met in college, or as Americans would put it, high school.

“You really don’t deserve him, love, he proper treats you like shit as much as I hate to say it,” she tells me in all honesty.

I knew she was right. She was definitely right but it wouldn’t go over too easy if I tried leaving him. At all, really. Badly, it would more than definitely end badly as much as I hate to say it. I’ve already tried too many times to count.

“I know,” I sigh as I look back at her, rolling my eyes. I am soon taken off guard a bit when I hear my phone going off. Who could be texting me? That’s when it hit me; I gave Harry my number earlier. I pull out my phone and stare at my iPhone screen, contemplating on what to do. I type my pass code in so I could read the full message.

Hey beautiful. What do you say you come over tonight so we could hang out and possibly watch a film? Love if you could so you could keep me company ;) Nick and Braden will be out… let me know, babe. Oh, and this is Harry xx

“Who texted you, Harry?!” Kendall asks a grin on her face as she looks at me. I just nod my head and feel my cheeks heat up as I finish reading it.

“Let me see!” she exclaims, holding out her hand so she could read the text. I hand it over to her. She grabs hold of it and her eyes begin to read it. “Awww! He likes you…” she trails off, the smile never leaves her face. I roll my eyes and try to take my phone back from her. She pulls it away. I soon manage to grab hold of it and snatch it back from her.

Did he seriously want me to come over and watch a film with him tonight? In all honesty, I wanted to, more than anything, because that meant being away from the house where Chris is. Another part of me wanted to tell him no and lie, telling him I was busy with a shit load of course work.

I begin to reply back to him, when it is pulled – yet again – from my grip. Seconds later, Kendall begins typing on my phone. Oh, god. What the hell was she doing? I catch a slight glimpse of what she was typing but she soon pulls it back and continues. After another minute or two, she hands it back to me, the smile still visible on her face.

I begin to read what she had put as a response in the box where you reply back. It read: Yeah, I’d love to. Be way more fun spending the night with you than at home studying… see you tonight ;) xo – Sid

“Thanks,” I tell her in a sarcastic tone when I realize it had already sent thanks to the notification that told me the iMessage had been delivered.

All she does is smile. I lock my phone and put it back in my bag. We talk for the next few minutes before she opens her mouth to talk again. There she goes with her mouth that never shuts up once it’s open for her to speak her mind.

“Hate to run off so quick, but I have my science lecture in ten minutes. Shit,” she mutters as she begins to scurry around and grabs hold of her empty coffee cup along with her shoulder bag and gets up from her seat.

“It’s fine, I’ll walk with you to keep ya company,” I tell her with a slight laugh as I get up. She smiles and nods her head. I throw my empty cup in the nearest bin. I hoist my bag higher up on my shoulder as we begin to walk out of the coffee shop, the bell going off as we walk outside.

It doesn’t take us very long to get back onto campus, which took a good five minutes to get across due to traffic on the roads. We talked about a bunch of nonsense, like the Football game coming up in a few days. Speaking of the upcoming game, it was a big deal according to Chris who talked nonstop about it. It’s a pretty big match apparently so I told him I’d go to support him.

But I’d be with my friends and I’d possibly see Harry there, which would make him jealous as hell, knowing how much he hates him. I never expected for that to go through my mind at all, especially since I was scared of him a few months back, and talking to him a few days ago has made me not so afraid as I was. We were friends now I guess, so it wouldn’t hurt to hang out with him, would it? But more importantly, I couldn’t stop thinking about how tonight would go since I was going to hang out with Harry, alone at his place. At least it was way better than being at home in the presence of Chris. It won’t hurt so bad, will it?

Notes

next chapter!!!(: oooh, looks like things are going to get a bit more interesting... (;
and we got an intense flashback with Chris. poor Sidney :( you need Harry's loving, giiiirl!

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