Rydel POV

I woke up in the arms of him. The man I been crushing on since the band formed.I used to love him. Then , He started hitting me. The bruisies I can't hide under my makeup , People questioned. I always tell them , I fell down or I tripped on a cat or simply jumped. He said He stopped but He just kept hitting smiles became less frequent , My laughs never comes. Wearing Long sleeves. I hate it. I wish He stopped. When You love someone why would you hit them .?

I snapped back to reality , I got dressed in a long sleeve shirt and Blue jeans. I slipped on my Purple knee high converse. I put on makeup to cover my black eyes , I got for not cleaning the room and not taking a shower with him.

I went downstairs and made breakfast . His favorite Cinnamon Pancakes. I barely eat now , I'm too busy with the band , the beatings and pleasing him.

He woke up soon While I was washing dishes. He wrapped his arms about me.

" Morning Delly. " He said cheery

" Morning Ellington. " I said with a fake smile.