Pain Is Just a Simple Compromise

KC is becoming violent, and the only one who can help is Eli.

A/N: I wrote this about a year ago so yeah. Sorry for being terrible.

In this story KC/Eli/Clare are around 21 years old.

Clare's POV-

KC pushed me again his bedroom wall for the 100th time. He hits me. I'm not sure why. He says he's just angry. My thoughts were interrupted by a slap in the face. I came home a little late from work, I tried to tell him there was traffic. But of course, KC didn't believe me. His hand on my face stung. I kicked and and screamed, but it did no good. He just covered my mouth. I usually used my hands to protect myself but it left to many bruises. KC would just hold me down so that bruises he did leave would be covered by clothing.

After more kicking, punching, screaming and tears, he shook me and let me go. I sank down to the ground with my knees up to my face. Why does he do this to me?

"I'm going out. I'll be back in a bit," he said nonchalantly, not even remembering what just happened or the fact that I was sobbing. It wasn't always this way. We KC and I started dating in high school, he had a slight temper. When he was angry he would go kickboxing with some of his friends. He'd gotten really violent and they said he couldn't come back. Now he takes his anger out on me. KC doesn't let me out much. He bought us an apartment and forced me to move in with him. He beat me more and more after that. I feel like there's no way out. I can't leave. I have no friends I can talk to. I can't tell anyone or my life will just get worse. On top of that, he's not even faithful. I know he cheats. The door unlocked.

"I'm back." KC says while entering. I'm still crying on the ground in the same spot. "Clare, where are you?" He finally finds me. "What are you doing on the ground." I looked up and he saw the tears.

"Oh my god. Are you okay, Clare?"

"My ribs hurt." I answered.

"Clare, I only do this because I'm mad. You know I love." He had to be kidding me.

"If you love me you would do this." He picked me up and put me on the bed.

"I DO love you. Tomorrow I'm going to Drew's house. You can hang with Adam while we're there." Adam, one of my best friends. If Adam was there, maybe Eli would be there. I'm in love with Eli. I can never let KC know. He kissed me on the forehead. I shivered at his touch. He laid next to me and wrapped an arm around my waist. I felt uncomfortable. I always did around him. I moved his hand off me. He grabbed my wrists and moved on top of me. "Don't pull away from me." He whispered huskily into my ear. "Please let me go." I tried to wiggle my way out but it was no use. He held me tighter. I sighed. I the slowly fell asleep.

The Next Day-

Clare's POV-

I woke up to KC moving in the bed. He was still on top of me. "Hey Clare," he said just waking up, "Put on something nice, I want to impress Drew."

"Is it really necessary?" I answered back.

"Yes, it is. Now be quiet and do what I say." I stood there uneasily. There was still something on my mind. I knew the answer wouldn't give me any reassurance, but I had to ask.

"KC, I have question."

"What?"
"Why do you keep me here, and not let me leave?"

"It's because you're my girlfriend and I don't want guys hitting on you."
"What like you hit on me?" I mumbled, obviously not talking about flirting. Before I could blink he hit me in the face, which sent me into the wall. He put his arm across my chest to hold me against the wall and tilted my head up with his index finger. "You know I'm only angry. You drive me to the point." I started to cry from the pain. "Wipe your tears. We're leaving soon so get yourself together." I nodded, trying not to piss him off again.

End of chapter one. I hoped you like it. I tried. Review if you want.