This idea came about while I was listening to the song Let Me Love You by Mario, it is an amazing song and you should listen to it because it will be just like the song. All of Mario's songs are amazing and you should listen to them all, but for now I guess just listen to Let Me Love You.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight
Summary: Mary Alice Brandon is in an abusive relationship with her boyfriend, James of two years. Everything seems to be horrible and happiness seems impossible to find, but just when she is about to lose all hope a certain boy moves next door to her and he shows her all the ways she should be loved. The thing is that James won't let her leave him, but Alice is very deeply in love with this boy. What will she do to be with him?
I think I can go far with this story and just so you know, like any other author, I love reviews and I would LOVE to know what you guys think about my story.
"Who the hell do you think you are speaking to me like that?" he yelled, raising his hand.
I flinched away and his hand connected to my cheek with a loud smack, I cried out and covered my cheek. I could feel the tears threatening to spill as the slap's sting pulsed on my cheek, "I'm sorry." I whispered.
He grabbed onto my wrist roughly and brought me up to my feet, glaring at me. James was scary when he wanted to be, his normally sea blue eyes would grow several shades darker and he looked absolutely lethal. He scared me, but I love him.
"You better be sorry." he muttered, shoving me back.
My head hit the head board of my bed and I whimpered, "Don't ever speak to me like that again or else I'll need to punish you." he said.
All I could do was choke out a small yes and he quickly left my house, I could finally let my tears fall and they streamed down my cheeks endlessly. I don't know why I stay with him, maybe it's because I'm scared of what he'll do next or something. James doesn't mean it though, his father was very abusive and he needed some help.
It isn't his fault.
Quickly, I got up and ran over to my bathroom to inspect the damage he caused. A gasp lit the deathly silence, I would have a huge bruise on my cheek for sure and there wasn't anything I could really do to hide it.
"I must have something..." I mumbled, rummaging through my drawers.
Once I found some make-up, I applied it all over my face slowly and gently onto the forming bruise. It wouldn't hide it completely, but I could always pass it off as a new look for a week or so.
Now, it looked like I had put some type of dark purple blush on my cheek so I made my other cheek look similar with some purple eyeshadow. I didn't know what to do anymore, but I knew that I had to help James through this tough time.
I walked back into my bedroom and fell onto my bed, tears falling onto my pillows and staining them with the black eyeliner I was wearing.
"What do I do, mom?" I choked out, looking at a picture of my mother.
My mom passed away two years ago, around the time James and I got together, because of cancer. She was the most lively person I'd ever met and she surely wasn't going to be replaced anytime soon, my dad buries himself into work so he doesn't have to be around the house. I understand why he does so no worries.
I want dad to be happy, he deserves it more than anyone.
I sat up and wiped away my tears when I heard the door close downstairs, "I'm home!" my older brother yelled.
Before I left my bedroom, I checked my make-up quickly and applied a bit more eye liner. I didn't want him to think I was crying because I was, but I was pretty good at hiding my feelings.
Once I got downstairs, I saw my brother in the kitchen with his girlfriend who just happened to be my best friend. He was making a sandwich for them both when I skipped in, "Bella!" I giggled.
She looked up and smiled, "Alice." she said.
I pranced over and hugged her tightly, "I missed you!" I cried. She laughed, "Alice! I've been away from you for like an hour." she said. Bella and I have been best friends since she moved to Forks with her parents six years ago, she's the most understanding and selfless person I've ever met.
"Alice, don't smother my girlfriend. She is tired from all that studying." my brother said, spoiling her again.
Bella laughed, "Edward, I'm fine. She isn't smothering me at all, you were the one smothering me in the library." she said.
To say Edward looked shocked was an understatement, who would've thought Bella would say such a thing like that. Not me and obviously not him.
"Love, why must you be so mean to me?" he asked, pouting.
That was a sight to see, Edward pouting...amazing. It was also a very funny sight so Bella and I began to laugh our butts off, holding onto each other for support. He was trying to be funny so he joined in and began laughing as well, I felt comfortable around these two.
Later, Bella left to go cook her parents some food and I was left alone with Edward until dad got home from work.
"So, how are you and James?" Edward asked awkwardly, playing with a tiny doll.
I shrugged, "Usual." I said.
There wasn't much I could say about James and I, not much at all. What could I say? Oh, James slapped me so hard that a bruise formed on my cheek? I don't think so.
Just as he was about to say something, my cell phone rang loudly and I quickly answered it.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey, baby. I was wondering if you would go to a party with me next weekend, well of course you're going. I just wanted to tell you about it, try to look pretty and presentable." James said.
I gulped, "Of course." I said gently.
He chuckled, "Good. See you tomorrow, baby." with that the line went dead.
Slowly, I put the phone back into my back pocket and looked up to see Edward staring at me in confusion. "Who was that?" he asked.
I smiled, "James." I said, trying to sound love sick.
Edward gagged, "No need to say anymore." he said before running off towards his room.
I felt guilt flow through me, I didn't like lying to Edward because he was my big brother and he was all I really had to depend on. No matter what I did he would always be there for me, but for some reason I had a weird feeling that things were going to get crazy soon.
Shaking off that weird feeling, I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom. After today, I was sleepy and worn out.
"Time for bed." I said softly, smiling.
Bedtime.
It was always my favorite time of the day, Edward and dad thought I weird because once my mother asked me what was my favorite time of day and I said bedtime. She quickly understood why, but Edward and dad were left in the shadows.
Climbing into bed, I quickly closed my eyes and let the darkness take over.
In the darkness I'm safe.
I decided to let it stop there and just go to sleep because I'm sleepy now, please review and tell your friends to read this story.
Thank you!
-Angel