"I'm so sick of your shit!"

kick.

"You never do anything!"

punch

"I wish you would just drop dead!"
I listened to the harsh, painful words shooting from my boyfriend's devil mouth. Not only were his words painful, it was the tip of his boot slamming into my rib as I lay there on the floor, letting it happen. But it's not like this hasn't happened before. This is how he takes out his never ending anger. I can't blame him though; I'm a mess and everyone agrees. I can't satisfy anyone and that's just how it is. But I do admit that he takes it a bit too far. Okay maybe more than just a bit..
I screamed in pain for probably the millionth time as he threw one last punch.
"You make me sick!! Take your shit and get out!"
I let out a loud sob quickly running upstairs to "our" bedroom and grabbed as much of my things as I could and left. I don't know where I'm going, how I'm going to get there, but all I know is, I'm NEVER letting someone into my life ever again.

I got snapped out of my thoughts hearing my boss's screeching voice telling me to go on. Quickly blinking away tears and sighed and grabbed my guitar stepping onto the stage. Am I famous? Nah. I work at a pier in Chicago. Everyday I come here to perform for people. It's what I love to do and one day I actually do have hopes of becoming something big. But my hopes haven't been so strong lately.
I adjusted the microphone and watched a few people stop and give me their attention. Not many people come but I need the money badly.
"So, um..if you don't mind I'm going to play something I wrote for a change." I spoke into the mic trying to sound as energetic as possible, hiding the fact that I haven't slept in three days.
I take a deep breath and start playing my guitar, or as I like to call it, my only friend.
"He woke up from dreaming and out on his shoes, started making his way past two in the morning, he hasn't been sober for days.." I close my eyes and let the words sync into the mic feeling the rush I get everytime I perform. I heard a couple girls squeal, and a guy clap his hands as I finished my song. I smiled at them and decided to play another of mine.
Again, I sang with the emotion I could get out.
"Caught in a cold sweat stuck splitting hair, I'm drinking too much I'm on my way to striking out.." I sang the verse and that's when I saw him. He was with a another guy standing by the popcorn and booth and leaning against it. Watching me. I guess he noticed I was looking because a small smirk formed on his face, and shit. It was hot. I can feel my hands getting sweaty. Shit. This hasn't happened in years. Ever since..you know. Trying my best not to pay any attention him I kept going
"Stay awake, get a grip and get out your safe, from the weight of the world just take a second to set things straight, I'll be fine even though I'm not always right, I can count on the sun to shine, dedication takes a life time cause dreams only last for a night.." I strummed my last note looking back up at him. He's staring at me still..I felt my stomach turn and everything in my body melt.
I quickly walked off stage and grabbed a water bottle chugging it down. It's summer here and It's hot as shit. I decided I'm going to just ignore the guy. I'm not looking for anyone right now and I just can't trust anyone. Not after what he did to me. I was about to start walking to the food area for my break, but that's when I felt a hand touch my shoulder and soon enough, I found out it was him. No. This can't happen..not again.

Notes

Yayyyy shitty first chapter XD

This is co-written story with me and JacksWife678 and I hope you enjoy it Cx

~Songs used: Remembering Sunday, Stay Awake; both by All Time Low~

-awgcalamity
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