Chapter 7: Pain

(A/N: Just to let you know, Jesse turned 14 last school year on January 14 (ironic huh) and Angel turned 14 September 14(wow déjà vu) just to let you know)

Jesse's POV (After Angel meets the man on her walk)

Where could Angel be? My angel, the angel of my heart and soul. The keeper of my secrets and my life. She's been on her walk for a long time now and we were supposed to have been watching a movie in her family room again. Where oh where could she be?

Angels POV

I could hear my heart pounding as he pulled me under the deck and I realized that I didn't want my life to end this way. I had so much I wanted to do and so much to live for. I had just found the love of my life and I was NOT ready to give him up. I would never be ready to give him up. Snap out of it Angel! You are doing this to protect Jesse! If you go with him, he won't hurt Jesse and that is what you want. But then I'll never see him again and that's almost as bad as losing Jesse to THIS man. He'll be alone for the rest of his life and we'll never be together again. At this point we had come to a space under the deck were the man, which I learned that his name was Dave, felt that it was fare enough away from the edge to prevent anyone from seeing what he was about to do to me. Then he turned towards me threw me on the ground. He held me there pushing by my arms and legs down with all of his bodyweight so I couldn't fight back. While holding me there he used his free hands to punch the breathe out of me. He continued swimming his fists at me in great bouts of fury. Even through his anger and fury, I could see the pain and anguish in his eyes. I could feel all of the pent up hurt in each of his strikes upon my face, legs, and arms. I could even feel it as his stone hard fists of fury hit me is places I had forgotten existed and some that I didn't even know about. I could taste the blood flowing along the back of my mouth. The sticky sensation as each little cell of blood flowed along my taste buds. I could still taste the saltiness and rust of the blood as it flowed down throat and into the pit of my stomach were it was at its final destination. The blood that didn't make it into my stomach gushed down my chin along my neck. The blood that didn't drip onto the ground the splattered onto my shirt and left an ugly reminder of the pain and horror I was experiencing. As he continued to hit me, moving from my face satisfied that it was bloody enough, he was causing more than physical pain. As he hit me he said, "You are a worthless bitch! I don't know why any guy would want you." He kept saying this over and over until it brought tears to by eyes. After Dave had finally got his fill, he got off of me and grabbed my arm. I cried in pain as his rock hard grip dug into my arm making bruises appear before my eyes to go along with the ones he had already left. He then spoke to me in a stern voice that I could barley hear, yet it still sent chills down my spine, "Now, you will not tell anyone about what has just happened or I will do what I said I would do. You will also come back hear everyday until I tell you not to." I said I would and then he pushed me out from underneath the deck and I was on my back home. Home. I had made it through this. I could fight it. At least I could keep coming back everyday until I came up with someway to stop him. Now I just have to find out what I'm going to tell Jesse and my parents…

(Ohhhhh!!!! I keep having major writers block! What do you think Angel will tell Jesse and her parents that happened? She can't tell them the truth. Or can she? How will she deal with Dave and what will he do to her in the future? Review and tell me what you think!!!!!!