Break your little heart
unwanted guests
Carlie POV
**1 MONTH TIME LAPSE**
It was Christmas day; my first Christmas in the states. I was super excited because my granparents and I were having a huge dinner with all my friends and their families which was going to be super exciting.
Christmas was the only time I really saw my mom and my dad because they refused to work Christmas eve, Christmas day and boxing day which was nice. I knew that as much as I was excited to spend Christmas with my new family (my friends) I knew that today was going to be extremely hard for me to deal with because it would be the first Christmas without my parents. Normally we would all wake up at 6am open some of our presents, my mom would put dinner in the oven on a low heat and then we would go back to bed for a few hours. When we fully woke up I would help my mom prepare dinner while my dad made his famous apple crumble and told us terrible jokes that we laughed at anyway even though they were stupid. When dinner was done and eaten we would all sit on the sofa watch a movie and then open more presents followed by more movies. Christmas was the one time of year I got my parents fully to myself. It was sad to think I would never spend another Christmas with them. Yeah I had my problems with my parents who didn’t but to spend Christmas without them was going to be extremely hard for me.
Most people believed I didn’t care about my parents because of the way I acted when they died but, what people saw on the outside was completely different to what I was battling on the inside and behind closed doors.
I hardly knew my parents if I really thought about it, my dad took me bowling once a month to try and make up for abandoning me for most of my childhood and as much as I loved the time we spent together it wasn’t enough; it couldn’t make up for years of neglect especially the neglect I felt when I actually needed my parents.
When I was 13 years old I fell in love with a guy who was older than me only by 3 years but that 3 years made all the difference. His name was Jessie Roberts, he was in year 11 while I was in year 8 in school; he was the cool guy and when he first spoke to me I fell head over heels. Why was he talking to me? I thought. He showed an interest in me and I fell for it. I thought he cared but he didn’t. he made my life a living hell and I had no one to protect me.
When I told my parents what was happening they ignored it and thought it was a cry for attention. That’s when I started cutting it helped take the pain away I was feeling I only cut my legs though because I didn’t want people to see the scars; I didn’t want to be judged. Things got worse though because when Jessie seen the scars he flipped out completely and gave me the now faint scars that are on my back; he used to hit me with his belt which hurt more than anyone could even imagine. Him hitting me with his belt made me want to cut more so I did and when cutting didn’t help I tried to overdose. I was hospitalized 3 times due to overdosing but it didn’t help with the void I was starting to feel in my heart. I felt unworthy of love; Jessie made sure of that. My confidence depleted and I felt like an empty shell of myself that was until I met Alex and my new friends.
Jessie was my worst nightmare and when I left for the states I made sure he had no idea where I was going but I knew it was only a matter of time until he found me and found me he did.
Everyone was sat in the living room waiting for dinner to be finished when the doorbell rang. We all looked at eachother confused because we weren’t exoecting anyone else.
“I’ll get it,” My grandma said getting up to get the door, she walked in moments later with a guy I didn’t recognize at first behind her.
“Jellybean this young man says he is a friend of yours,” my grandma told me and at that moment I got a proper look at the young man my grandma had just led into our house.
I let out a gasp as I saw who it was. It was Jessie. Loads of things went through my mind at that moment. How did he find me? What did he want? How do I get rid of him? What do I do? I was in a state of shock I couldn’t say anything to anyone about who he was and what he did to me; they would turn their backs on me and call me an attention seeker and a liar just like my parents did. I didn’t know what to do.
“Hi chipmunk,” Jessie said his voice making me shiver slightly I never thought I would hear that voice again and here it was in my living room pretending like he was my best friend or something.
“Jellybean introduce us to you friend,” my grandpa said.
“ERMMM yeah… this… is…. Jessie. Jessie these are my granparents. My friends and their parents. This is my boyfriend Alex,” I replied making sure I put emphasise when I said Alex and boyfriend.
I grabbed Alex’s hand and saw Jessie give me a look of pure hatred and anger which made my heart instantly sink; no one else noticed the look and by the time I came out of my thoughts Jessie had already been invited to stay for dinner before I could even come up with an excuse for him to just leave.
Dinner was a truly awkward situation I made sure to sit as far away from Jessie as humanly possible. Jessie started talking about old memories about how we met and some things we got up to in England. Everyone seemed to really like him. He knew how to work a room that was for sure but he had more tentacles than an octopus and I didn’t like how he was getting his feet comfy under the table.
After dinner Jessie asked to speak to me outside and I reluctantly obliged with the encouragement of my granparents who thought it would be good for me to catch up with my supposed friend. As we walked outside and looked back and gave my friends a look as if to say help me but I don’t think they got my hint though.
“So you really thought you could hide forever, huh?” Jessie sneered.
“I wasn’t hiding,” I replied weakly.
“of course you weren’t, you should know by now no matter where you go I will always find you. I will always be that thing on your back you can’t get rid of as much as you try to,” Jessie said as he grabbed my wrist. He held onto my wrist quite hard and I knew I would have fingerprint bruises there.
“You’re hurting me. Let go!” I moaned in pain trying to get out of his grip.
“I don’t think so slut. You deserve every bit of pain I inflict on you. How dare you be with someone that isn’t me,” he spat gripping on to me harder.
I managed to get out his grip and he slapped me round the face so hard I saw red dots in my vision. At that moment I saw Zack grab Jessie and push him up against the wall.
“Don’t you ever touch her again,” Zack said pinning Jessie to the wall by his throat, I had never seen Zack so angry.
“Zack let him go, please Zack he’s not worth it,” I whispered trying to make sure no one else came outside if they heard a commotion.
Zack let Jessie go and pushed him down the steps of the porch making Jessie fall back onto his ass.
“Don’t ever show your face around here ever again, if I see you anywhere near Carlie again I will kick your ass,” Zack said through gritted teeth.
Jessie got up and turned to me with a wicked grin and said, “This isn’t over remember, I will always be watching.”
Jessie walked away and I burst into tears sinking to the floor. I felt Zack put his arm around me and try and comfort me.
“I’m going to get Alex,” Zack said getting up from next to me.
“No please don’t. I don’t want him knowing I don’t want anyone knowing. Please don’t say anything. Please Zack I’m begging,” I pleaded stopping Zack from going inside.
“He needs to know Car; that piece of shit just threatened you. Someone has to be told,” Zack replied.
“Please Zack. Please don’t say anything. I can’t handle anyone knowing it’s bad enough that you saw that, I don’t want Alex to know too,” I said through my sobs.
Zack nodded and agreed not to say anything, he hugged me until I calmed down and then we went back inside. I knew Zack wasn’t happy to keep what had happened a secret but he did it anyway.
Jessie scared me and I knew what he was capable of, I had seen him beat up guys twice his size and hospitalize a few of them.
Zack would be the first person I cared about he would go after because he humiliated Jessie and Alex would be next because we were together. No one could know that Jessie had hit me and no one could know about the threat.
I wasn’t just scared for me but I was scared for my friends more than myself, he always went after the people I cared about first. He did it to isolate me from everyone so when the time came he could get away with what he would do to me.
How wrong I was not to say anything to my friends because it came to bite me in the ass later down the line.
I knew Jessie would be back but it was just a matter of time until he made his second move. It was like a game of chess trying to anticipate the moves of your opponent.
The game was on!
**1 MONTH TIME LAPSE**
It was Christmas day; my first Christmas in the states. I was super excited because my granparents and I were having a huge dinner with all my friends and their families which was going to be super exciting.
Christmas was the only time I really saw my mom and my dad because they refused to work Christmas eve, Christmas day and boxing day which was nice. I knew that as much as I was excited to spend Christmas with my new family (my friends) I knew that today was going to be extremely hard for me to deal with because it would be the first Christmas without my parents. Normally we would all wake up at 6am open some of our presents, my mom would put dinner in the oven on a low heat and then we would go back to bed for a few hours. When we fully woke up I would help my mom prepare dinner while my dad made his famous apple crumble and told us terrible jokes that we laughed at anyway even though they were stupid. When dinner was done and eaten we would all sit on the sofa watch a movie and then open more presents followed by more movies. Christmas was the one time of year I got my parents fully to myself. It was sad to think I would never spend another Christmas with them. Yeah I had my problems with my parents who didn’t but to spend Christmas without them was going to be extremely hard for me.
Most people believed I didn’t care about my parents because of the way I acted when they died but, what people saw on the outside was completely different to what I was battling on the inside and behind closed doors.
I hardly knew my parents if I really thought about it, my dad took me bowling once a month to try and make up for abandoning me for most of my childhood and as much as I loved the time we spent together it wasn’t enough; it couldn’t make up for years of neglect especially the neglect I felt when I actually needed my parents.
When I was 13 years old I fell in love with a guy who was older than me only by 3 years but that 3 years made all the difference. His name was Jessie Roberts, he was in year 11 while I was in year 8 in school; he was the cool guy and when he first spoke to me I fell head over heels. Why was he talking to me? I thought. He showed an interest in me and I fell for it. I thought he cared but he didn’t. he made my life a living hell and I had no one to protect me.
When I told my parents what was happening they ignored it and thought it was a cry for attention. That’s when I started cutting it helped take the pain away I was feeling I only cut my legs though because I didn’t want people to see the scars; I didn’t want to be judged. Things got worse though because when Jessie seen the scars he flipped out completely and gave me the now faint scars that are on my back; he used to hit me with his belt which hurt more than anyone could even imagine. Him hitting me with his belt made me want to cut more so I did and when cutting didn’t help I tried to overdose. I was hospitalized 3 times due to overdosing but it didn’t help with the void I was starting to feel in my heart. I felt unworthy of love; Jessie made sure of that. My confidence depleted and I felt like an empty shell of myself that was until I met Alex and my new friends.
Jessie was my worst nightmare and when I left for the states I made sure he had no idea where I was going but I knew it was only a matter of time until he found me and found me he did.
Everyone was sat in the living room waiting for dinner to be finished when the doorbell rang. We all looked at eachother confused because we weren’t exoecting anyone else.
“I’ll get it,” My grandma said getting up to get the door, she walked in moments later with a guy I didn’t recognize at first behind her.
“Jellybean this young man says he is a friend of yours,” my grandma told me and at that moment I got a proper look at the young man my grandma had just led into our house.
I let out a gasp as I saw who it was. It was Jessie. Loads of things went through my mind at that moment. How did he find me? What did he want? How do I get rid of him? What do I do? I was in a state of shock I couldn’t say anything to anyone about who he was and what he did to me; they would turn their backs on me and call me an attention seeker and a liar just like my parents did. I didn’t know what to do.
“Hi chipmunk,” Jessie said his voice making me shiver slightly I never thought I would hear that voice again and here it was in my living room pretending like he was my best friend or something.
“Jellybean introduce us to you friend,” my grandpa said.
“ERMMM yeah… this… is…. Jessie. Jessie these are my granparents. My friends and their parents. This is my boyfriend Alex,” I replied making sure I put emphasise when I said Alex and boyfriend.
I grabbed Alex’s hand and saw Jessie give me a look of pure hatred and anger which made my heart instantly sink; no one else noticed the look and by the time I came out of my thoughts Jessie had already been invited to stay for dinner before I could even come up with an excuse for him to just leave.
Dinner was a truly awkward situation I made sure to sit as far away from Jessie as humanly possible. Jessie started talking about old memories about how we met and some things we got up to in England. Everyone seemed to really like him. He knew how to work a room that was for sure but he had more tentacles than an octopus and I didn’t like how he was getting his feet comfy under the table.
After dinner Jessie asked to speak to me outside and I reluctantly obliged with the encouragement of my granparents who thought it would be good for me to catch up with my supposed friend. As we walked outside and looked back and gave my friends a look as if to say help me but I don’t think they got my hint though.
“So you really thought you could hide forever, huh?” Jessie sneered.
“I wasn’t hiding,” I replied weakly.
“of course you weren’t, you should know by now no matter where you go I will always find you. I will always be that thing on your back you can’t get rid of as much as you try to,” Jessie said as he grabbed my wrist. He held onto my wrist quite hard and I knew I would have fingerprint bruises there.
“You’re hurting me. Let go!” I moaned in pain trying to get out of his grip.
“I don’t think so slut. You deserve every bit of pain I inflict on you. How dare you be with someone that isn’t me,” he spat gripping on to me harder.
I managed to get out his grip and he slapped me round the face so hard I saw red dots in my vision. At that moment I saw Zack grab Jessie and push him up against the wall.
“Don’t you ever touch her again,” Zack said pinning Jessie to the wall by his throat, I had never seen Zack so angry.
“Zack let him go, please Zack he’s not worth it,” I whispered trying to make sure no one else came outside if they heard a commotion.
Zack let Jessie go and pushed him down the steps of the porch making Jessie fall back onto his ass.
“Don’t ever show your face around here ever again, if I see you anywhere near Carlie again I will kick your ass,” Zack said through gritted teeth.
Jessie got up and turned to me with a wicked grin and said, “This isn’t over remember, I will always be watching.”
Jessie walked away and I burst into tears sinking to the floor. I felt Zack put his arm around me and try and comfort me.
“I’m going to get Alex,” Zack said getting up from next to me.
“No please don’t. I don’t want him knowing I don’t want anyone knowing. Please don’t say anything. Please Zack I’m begging,” I pleaded stopping Zack from going inside.
“He needs to know Car; that piece of shit just threatened you. Someone has to be told,” Zack replied.
“Please Zack. Please don’t say anything. I can’t handle anyone knowing it’s bad enough that you saw that, I don’t want Alex to know too,” I said through my sobs.
Zack nodded and agreed not to say anything, he hugged me until I calmed down and then we went back inside. I knew Zack wasn’t happy to keep what had happened a secret but he did it anyway.
Jessie scared me and I knew what he was capable of, I had seen him beat up guys twice his size and hospitalize a few of them.
Zack would be the first person I cared about he would go after because he humiliated Jessie and Alex would be next because we were together. No one could know that Jessie had hit me and no one could know about the threat.
I wasn’t just scared for me but I was scared for my friends more than myself, he always went after the people I cared about first. He did it to isolate me from everyone so when the time came he could get away with what he would do to me.
How wrong I was not to say anything to my friends because it came to bite me in the ass later down the line.
I knew Jessie would be back but it was just a matter of time until he made his second move. It was like a game of chess trying to anticipate the moves of your opponent.
The game was on!
Notes
so i know i said a few days but i thought i would post the first chapter of the drama now and leave you guys hanging for a few days.
what is Jessie going to do? what is Carlie going to do? what is going to happen?
you will all have to wait and see.
let me know what you think of the story so far and what you think is going to happen next.
love you guys from sophie :) xxx
Aw, it's okay, take your time girl to recover. <3 Hope college is going okay, I know what it's like; currently trying to wrap up my senior year of it. But I'll still be here to read when you can write again. :)
12/13/16