Abuse It Up!

Cy, maybe Reuce and Flynka

Summary:

CeCe's going through a hard time right now. 'Why?' you ask. Because of her boyfriend, 'jerkface' aka 'Adam'. Adam has decided to go down the path of abusing women, specifically, Cecelia Amanda Jones. Ty wants to know what the heck is going on with her so he does some investigating.

WARNING: VERY SPECIFIC ABUSE SCENES IN THIS CHAPTER. DON'T READ IF YOU GET SICK/ANGRY/DISGUSTED WITH GRAPHIC ABUSE.

Disclaimer:

I don't own any characters except for the pig in this story . Why do I always own the pigs?

"Ty?" CeCe whispers hopefully. 'Maybe he's still out there.' CeCe thinks brokenly. She knows the answer.

No answer.

"Goodbye, Ty." She whispers sadly.

This is it. He's gone. She knows she has to talk to Adam.

XXXXXCeCe's POVXXXXX

"Adam?" I call, knocking on his door. Maybe I should just let myself in. He did give me a key!

"Adam?" I call, again.

I walk in and see him on the couch with a beer in his hand. He's not allowed to drink, is he?

"A-Adam?" I whisper, moving closer to the couch.

"What're you doing in here?" He growls, jumping up quickly, and pinning me against the wall by my wrists.

"You're hurting me." I say evenly. He can't know he's hurting me too bad.

"I know this, idiot." He says, squeazing my wrists tighter.

"You're scaring me."

"Should I care?"

"Yes."

"I don't."

"And that's what scares me the most..." I mutter sadly.

"Go to hell." He says, while forcefully shoving me into the wall and sitting on the couch again.

"Do you love me?" I whisper.

"When you're you. I hate this piece of trash the barges into my house uninvited and talks way outta line. This isn't you." He spits distastfully.

"Oh, this is me! Just ask my mom." I say noncholantly. Am I really so stupid as to say that? I think I'm going to smack me!

"You talkin' back to me?" He growls lowly.

"Umm, no, sir." Is that the best thing I can come up with?

"Good." He says calmly.

"Adam, we have to talk." I say slowly.

He sighs. "What now?"

"I think we should take a break." I pause and take in a shaky breath. "See other people..."

"You're leaving me for that Ty guy, aren't you?" He screams, pushing me into a table.

"N-no! I just... I don't think we're right for each other! We-we're too different!"

"What, can't you take a little man handling?" He exclaims twisting my arm back.

"I didn't say that." I plead.

"'Course you didn't. 'Cause perfect little CeCe doesn't do anything wrong! She's little miss perfect!"

"Adam, this is too hard. You're hurting me. My arm is really hurting." Oh my God! I don't think my arm is supposed to bend this way. Who am I? CeCe Jones doesn't take any abuse... I'm not some pathetic victim. "I'm leaving."

"We'll see about that." He growls.

He punches me in the gut and it knocks the wind outta me. I have to get out of here.

He grabs my cheek and digs his nails into it, then with the other hand, punches me in the eye.

"Let me go, Adam." I spit angrily. "I don't love you." He looks me in the eyes and I don't see what I seen before. I see hate and anger. I use to see love and affection. Did I really see that or was that what I wanted to see?

"You selfish little-" Adam starts, grabbing my hair and yanking it.

"Getz ovv of her!" Tinka yells, from the door way. Did I forget to close the door?

"No vone can ve mean to her ozther zhan uz!" Gunther exclaims, frowning.

"Who are these people?" Adam asks, rolling his eyes. He proboblay thinks their accents are fake. I know I did when I first met them!

"My..." I pause and look at them. "-friends."

"Tell them to leave." He pulls my hair harder.

"No." Harder. "Err, I mean... I got this under control, guys. I was just leaving anyways." I'm pathetic.

"Bye, Cecelia." He says and forcefully kisses me. Darn it! He just bit my lip really hard! "This isn't over." He whispers by my ear.

I nod, choking back tears, and walk away with Gunther and Tinka behind me. Probably glaring at him.

"You alvright?" Tinka asks sadly.

"Yeah, it's just he... Is my lip bleeding?" I ask, putting my head down.

"Yeah." Tinka pauses then looks at Gunther.

"Come to vour place and ve vill clean zou up." Gunther finishes for her.

"Thank you." I say quietly. This isn't fair to them. They don't need to take care of me. "Your secret is safe."

"What're you zalking avout?" She asks, confused.

"I won't tell anyone you like Flynn. You don't need to do this for me. I won't tell either way." I explain.

"I know. We vant to help." Tinka says, grabbing Gunther's hand.

"She'z vright, CeCe. Ve don't want you to go zhrough this alone, since you von't tell Ty." Gunther chimes in.

"Going zrouth zhis alone can be very dramatizing." Tinka says seriously.

"I think you mean tramatizing, and how do you know that?" I ask curiously.

"You know, I vonce had a boyvriend. It was a time when Gunter and I veren't as close and zhis voyfriend's name was Marco. Zhe first couple ov dates vent fine until I guess I zaid zomething vrude to him. He ztarted ouvt hitting my hand. It zot zo far az to me having vroken vribs. Gunter was the one who saved me. He valked in on him hitting me and Marco vas zhe next vone in zhe hospital." Tinka says, chuckling.

"You were abused?" I ask, shocked. But Tinka is so, so... hard headed? No. Freaky? No. Insane? What's the word... Independant! That's right...

"Yes. Zhat is vhen Gunter and I became... best vuddies."

"Now come on, ZeCe, let us take you to our place." Gunther says kindly. I never thought I'd think the words Gunther and Kind in the same sentence.

"A-alright." I stutter tiredly. No more time for talking! Me hungry! "I'm hungry..."

"How does liver and corn-dogs sound?" Gunther suggests excitedly.

After seeing the terrified look on my face Tinka says, "Or we could stop at McDonalds." I breathe a sigh of relief and nod. Liver and corn-dogs?

XXXXXTy's POVXXXXX

This is so wrong. I should not be doing this. I was wrong to say Adam was abusing her when he obviously isn't. I still have to find out why CeCe's acting like this.

Dear Diary (Febuary 11th)

I just got you yesterday! I LOVE getting new diaries! Anyways, I'm starting you off with some pretty deep stuff.

Yesterday, (Adam got you for me btw) something happened and I'm still in shock! Adam slapped my hand AND my face! Why would he do that? He told me we're like young lovers falling in love every new day, just the day before! I'm probably overreacting anyways. Just a little slap. It probably won't happen again. Key word probably. What am I saying?

Oh, and guess what else! I have no idea what's happening anymore! Yesterday, I started thinking of Ty... As in... Not a brother! What's up with that? He would NEVER be interested in me anyways!

I'm gonna go get ready for my date with Adam! Maybe I'll look pretty enough for him this time! I'm gonna wear something more my age instead of a brat.

Low cut red tank top

Black short shorts

Black Leather Jacket

Cross Necklace

That's all for now, Diary!

Love ya,

CeCe!

He. Hit. Her. She. Likes. Me. Back. HE. HIT. HER?

He hit my CeCe?

End Chapter!

A/N

Ty knows! CeCe is realizing that she is being abused! Tinka was abused! Lots of deep stuff in this chapter!

Omfg (freaking) guess what! I'm moving in with my cousins! (Aka some of the bestfriends I've EVER had!) Heeey! My life is goin' good!

That's it for today, folks!

Trinity Out

Peace!