"Face Down"
A.N. I do not own Kyle XY or any of the characters. I do not own the lyrics or the song. I don't own the food company either. All copyrights go to their rightful owners. If you read the lyrics below, you will get the story more. The story takes place right after episode 2x02 but he has all his powers that he discovered from 2.5.
Face Down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
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Cover up with makeup in the mirror,
Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again,
You cry alone and he swears that he loves you.
Do you feel like a man when you push her around?
Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?Well I'll tell you my friend; one day this world's going to end,
As your lies crumble down.
A new life she has found.
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Chapter 1: BruisesThere he stood, looking down at her. They were all alone. Just like always. Charlie Tanner with his girlfriend Amanda Bloom at her house. He had cornered her in between a bedside table and a wall as he guzzled vodka and swung his fist at her.
"Charlie stop it!" She yelled at him. There were tears streaming down her face. He took another chug and wiped his mouth with his shirtsleeve.
"Oh come on baby…" Charlie said as he once again swung his fist close to her; just barely missing her face.
She jumped back and slipped away from him; she ran out of her room and shut the door behind her. She turned to run down the stairs but tripped on the laundry basket sitting on the floor next to her bedroom. She fell down the flight of stairs, hitting the bottom with a crash.
"Baby? What are you doing out there?" Charlie said as he swaggered out of her bedroom and started shuffling down the stairs getting closer and closer to the bottom.
Amanda was in some sort of daze after hitting her head on the hardwood floors. She groaned as she lifted her aching body off the floor, trying to keep a distance from the man who has repeatedly abused her.
"Stay away from me Charlie!" She yelled as she stumbled away from him. He dropped the empty bottle and when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
"Don't say a word or you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Charlie said as he hurried down the rest of the stairs, tripping over his own feet, and picked Amanda up by the front of her shirt. "Stay here." He commanded as he pushed her into the wall.
He walked over to the living room and stood by the door as he quickly tidied himself up. He then opened the door, trying not to show that he was drunk. Outside on their front porch stood Kyle Trager; the boy who lived next door.
"Hey Kyle! I didn't know you were back! What can I do for you?" Charlie said as best as he could.
"I was wondering if Amanda was home. Can I talk to her?" Kyle said as he had heard screams coming from their house and was getting worried.
"Uhh…yeah…one sec." Charlie said as he pushed the door a little. "Let me go get her."
And he did. But before he let him talk to her, they had the short talk.
"You better keep your mouth shut like a good girl or you will have the consequence." Charlie said in a shouting whisper, holding her arm tightly. "Ya know you love me." He continued as he pulled her face to his. She smacked his forearm and rubbed her eyes to try to make it look like she was fine. She was wearing a white camisole that highlighted her bruised shoulders and back. She walked over to the door and made a fake smile.
"Hey, Amanda. Can I talk to you? Privately?" He said with a worried smile. He looked down at her arm and saw the five nail marks from where Charlie had grabbed her. She looked over her shoulder and through the crack of the door. Charlie made a cutting motion in front of his neck.
"Yeah…sure." She said hesitantly and shut the door as she walked out and stood in her yard with her back facing the house.
"Kyle, don't do anything until I say you can." Amanda said trying to make herself look casual.
"Amanda, I heard screams coming from your house. What is going on?" Kyle said as her looked over Amanda and back thought the curtains.
"Kyle, don't say anything." Amanda whispered. "He's watching."
"He's hurting you, isn't he? I have to have a talk with him." Kyle said as he took a step to the side and took huge steps towards the front door. He tried to push the door open but it was locked.
"He locked us out." Kyle said as he turned to look at Amanda. He walked over and noticed all the bruises on her face, especially the bright-pink handprint on her cheek. "You must be in a lot of pain. Come here." He lifted her up, holding her in his arms, and walked back next door to his house and set her down.
"Here. Your face looks like it hurts." Kyle said as he grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and wrapped it in a paper towel. She took it from his hands and slowly put it on her face. She barely touched her cheek and she flinched. She started to cry again.
"Amanda, it's okay. Please stop crying…" Kyle said as he gave her a big but gentle hug. She gave into his embrace and breathed in deeply. She set her head on his shoulder.
"How long has this been happening?" Kyle said as he sat down on the counter next to Amanda. She sniffled.
"Ever since you went to live with your parents." Amanda said letting out a long sigh.
"But that was a month and a half ago! Does anyone else know what he is doing to you!?"
"No, just you…"
"Amanda, why didn't you tell anyone?"
"I don't know. I was scared. He threatened me."
"Amanda, I'm not going to let him hurt you anymore. Let me try something. Close your eyes and don't open them until I say you can, okay?"
"Why?"
"Just trust me."
"Okay, I trust you…" And so she did. She closed her eyes and felt Kyle hand touch her face. But it didn't hurt.
He touched her arm where Charlie had grabbed her and the nail marks disappeared. And so did the bruises on her shoulder. She slowly opened one eye to look at Kyle but he wasn't looking at her. His eyes were shut and had an intense look on his face.
"Kyle?" Amanda said in a very quietly. He eyes shot open and wiped his nose. A big blotch of red appeared on his hand. "Kyle, are you okay…"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Kyle said as he turned and grabbed a towel that was hanging off the handle of the oven and wiped all the blood coming from his nose.
"I should go home. I think his car is gone now and I need to put makeup on my face before my mom gets home."
"I'll carry you home."
"No, I got it…" Amanda said as she took a step forward and grabbed the counter after she stumbled.
"No, Amanda. Let me help you." Kyle said as he picked gently picked her up, trying not to hurt her in any way. She held onto his back and he walked out of the Trager house. And she was right; his car was gone. He carefully stepped up the front porch steps and twisted the doorknob. It opened easily.
"Amanda, if you need anything, just call me and I'll be right over. Okay?" Kyle said as he softly set her down in the living room.
"Okay, thank you so much Kyle." Amanda said as she hugged him. She pulled away and watched him cross the living room and stop at the door. He waved and shut the door behind him. She gazed at him as he walked out of their driveway and into his lawn. She breathed in and staggered up the stairs, gripping at the handrail. She walked into her room and grabbed her makeup bag when she heard the door slam behind her and the lock twisting.
"I told you to keep your mouth shut..."