Disclaimer: The idea for this fanfic came to me while I was on YouTube watching someone's video. And don't worry, I will put up another chapter of 'A Rose Between Four Thorns' soon, probably tomorrow! But I just couldn't resist putting this new story up. So, please enjoy and review

Kendall's p.o.v

He could only watch as Jo raised her hand to slam it down onto his cheek for what seemed like the tenth time today, his cheek already red and stinging from the slaps, his arms remaining at his sides, pinned there so he didn't lash out at Jo. Her face was twisted in anger, her forehead creasing with the anger, but the slap never came, instead, a harsh sneer rose from her lips

"You know what?" Jo sneered, balling up her fist and slamming it down hard at Kendall's temple, but he barely moved against her hand. He was slowly getting used to the abuse, his body slowly becoming numb to the pain of both Jo's fists and words, but they both still stung him deeply, enough for him to feel horrible about himself, because a part of him believed what Jo was saying. She always said that he was a waste of space, a ugly bastard that didn't deserve anything he got, and he took those words to heart, because he felt useless himself, getting into an abusive relationship in the first place, not recognising the signs. He didn't deserve fame, because it was James' dream, and he walked all over Kendall to get there, forgetting everything he did for him in a matter of days after arriving at the Palm Woods. So immediately he shoved his feelings for James aside, with a lot of effort, and took his chance with Jo, only to be stuck here, on his knees as Jo loomed over him, slapping and kicking him around like he was nothing less of a piece of shit on her shoe

"Useless" Jo hissed as she kicked Kendall in his stomach, sending him crashing to the floor breathless, clutching at his abdomen and trying to get his breath back "you can go back home, I've had enough" Jo walked away, her chin up to the ceiling, leaving Kendall alone with his thoughts as he tried to catch his breath. Tears threatened to leak from his eyes, but he willed them back, refusing to let Jo see how much she was hurting him

"I'm not useless" Kendall whispered to himself, a low rumble in the back of his throat as he spoke the words, his eyes remaining downcast because he didn't dare to look Jo in the eyes and say the words. His courage had fallen drastically after Jo had first hit him

Flashback

He kissed Jo lightly on the lips with no warning, keeping them held against hers, that was until he felt a sharp sting at his cheek. As soon as he felt the sting, he had backed away from Jo, watching as her eyes flashed dangerously, her lip up in a sneer

"Don't ever do that again" she hissed low in her throat, looking around to see if anyone had seen her slapping him, but no one had walked past

That had been the first time that Jo had hit him, but he shrugged it off as Jo defending herself because he had kissed her without any notice, but his instinct had been wrong. Since Kendall had not spoken up about Jo hitting him, the hitting only got worse, and each time was worse than the last, until he finally had to come to Jo's apartment so she could take her anger out on him. He expected Jo to apologise immediately about slapping him, but no words were spoken, and Kendall had to force his mind to remember that Jo still loved him, or so he wanted to believe the words. A door slammed in the room and Kendall flinched, raising his hands to cover his face away from Jo's blows, but they never came, and Kendall let go of the breath he had been holding, letting his arms fall limply to the floor, his knuckles scraping across the carpet. There was a small splash as his hand hit the floor, but Kendall could already guess it was blood, from where? He didn't know. Often Jo abused him hard enough to draw blood from his lip or nose, but not enough to break, because she didn't want to give any evidence that she was abusing him, to keep it a secret and keep her lovely side to herself as an act. His nose throbbed, and Kendall immediately knew that Jo had hit him hard in the face, because his vision clouded over for a second before clearing, and that was when he noticed Jo looming over him, her foot raised for another attack

"She must have hit me while I was thinking" Kendall thought to himself, raising his eyes so they were staring at Jo's

"Get out of my apartment!" she screeched through gritted teeth at Kendall "before my father comes back"

Kendall had managed to stumble out of Jo's apartment with as much dignity as he had left to keep his head high, but Kendall didn't know what time it was or if he was going the right way back to his own apartment. His vision was blurring dangerously, making the room spin and tip as he tried to remain on his feet and not sag against a wall and fall asleep. But one thought kept him awake as he wiped his nose for the third time with his sleeve to stop his nosebleed, one single urge that he had gained while in the abusive relationship with Jo, to help him with the pain. He tried not to crash into the door, slowly opening it and stepping through before the door creaked, giving Kendall away. It was silent in the apartment, all the lights turned off, keeping the apartment in pitched blackness, just what Kendall wanted. If anyone came out of one of the rooms, the darkness would keep him covered, keep the bruises and blood pooling on his bottom lip from being shown to the person. Kendall quickly moved to the bathroom, the door slipping from his fingers as he shoved at the door, slamming the wood back against the frame. He flinched as the door slammed, his hands, almost like a reflex of the abuse, moved at the speed of lightning to cover his face

"Kendall, that you dude?" James' voice was groggy from sleep, but he banged on the door for Kendall's attention, but Kendall flinched, almost slipping on the tiles as he reached for the glass cabinet. His fingers almost withdrew from the glass, but Kendall forced himself to continue

"Yeah, just needed the bathroom" Kendall called back after finally realising that James had shouted at him. James' footsteps descended from the door, but Kendall felt hurt blossom through his chest, because James had not bothered to ask him if he was alright, and the hurt was much worse than the pain he was currently feeling. Kendall's fingers were brushing against a black bag in the cabinet, the medicine bag that he also kept his extra razors in, the fabric rough under his fingertips. He quickly dragged the bag out, throwing out most of the medicine until he found a small, pocket sized tin rattling inside the bag from Kendall's furious decent in the bag. The small tin was cold against his fingers as Kendall pulled at the lid with all his strength, until a small popping sound came from the tin. The razors rattled against the sides of the tin, until Kendall took a single small razor blade from the tin, throwing the rest to the side, ignoring the dull clank of the tin hitting something in the bathroom. His full focus was on the blade, twisting it in his fingers and contemplating to himself if he should go through with what he was about to do, the blade shining in the dull light of the bathroom. But he remembered everything in his life, the abuse he was going through alone with Jo, no one noticing the bruises he kept hidden. The way James had turned his back on him even though he had given up his dream up for James, the way he would completely ignore Kendall one day, then be all over him the next. It stung to be simply thrown away by James, to only be useful to him when they were writing songs, and it stung Kendall more and more about the relationship he had gotten himself in to. Kendall made up his mind, slowly, piece by piece, he removed the bangs from his wrists and, with unsteady hands, he braced the blade over the skin of his wrist . . .

. . .And began to cut

Ooookay! So, I hope you enjoyed this story so far, and just to let you know, its not a one-shot like my other story 'Vicious talons of the past'

So, if it's not too much to ask, please review and tell me what you think

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