The water hissed on as Caitlyn turned both knobs of her shower to where she wanted them, and closed the curtain behind her. Turning her back to the water and standing under it she let out a groan and winced as the water hit the newly formed bruise's on her back and shoulders. Letting the tears finally fall she put her face in her hands and turned towards the water. The salty tears fell down her face in cascades as the water hit her hands and flattened out her normally bushy hair that had finally started to do a more nice curls then a bushy mess. Moving her hands so the water ran on her face she felt the pangs of pain under her left eye that she knew would require a lot of makeup to cover up. But it was nothing she wasn't use to, ever since they had moved into the 3 bedroom condo, this had been going on. Unlike in most cases like this, it didn't go from nice to mean in a span, one day he just came in called her a bitch and smacked her across the face. That incident caused the cat to be blamed, on the story that she was holding him and he scared the cat by turning on the blender. The whole gang bought the story, and a few even said different things she could use to make it go away faster.
Getting out and wrapping a towel around her lean frame she stood in front of the mirror, wiping off the steam and surveying the damage. Wincing again, she saw the large purple bruise that was forming from the corner of her eye to the side of her nose, that there wan't much swelling that god. Looking at the exposed shoulders she saw that scar that was from the middle of her throat to almost her cleavage. That was where he was drunk and took the knife to her. That was also the time she lost a good amount of blood and he took her to the hospital and told them she was attacked. They stitched her up and asked him for his autograph telling him how brave he was and all that fucking shit. Then we went home and I got smacked again for losing so much blood and was told to clean it up off the kitchen floor.
Turning around she got the look at her back and gasped at how bad it looked. There were new purple and blue bruise's running all around her back. There were a few old one mixed with the new ones that were turning a dull yellow. But there was one particular thing that stood out to her. On her right hip bone there was a brand. It wasn't anything particularly outstanding but the message was clear. Mine.
Drying off and fixing her hair in a cute little up-do she started on her makeup. Starting with the foundation she covered and blended her entire face making sure to cover the bruise so no one would suspect. Then she did the rest of the make up and went to get dressed. Finding a dress that covered her whole back she put it on her bed and put her tights on, then the dress and then the heels. She just finished putting the last of her jewelry on when she heard foot steps.
"Good you look presentable, now hurry your fat ass up,"
"Yes, Shane" And Caitlyn grabbed her purse and hurried after him out to the limo that would take them to the ceremony. Tonight Shane was winning the good humanitarian award. How ironic.
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I know its kinda a crappy ending, but it's the only one I could think of. And I in no way think Alyson stoner is fat or that Joe Jonas is an abusive person. But this idea came to me while taking a shower (no I'm not abused, just creative) and I wanted to try and make a dark version of my fav camp rock couple. Let me know how I did.
