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.

Disclaimer

I don't own Shake It Up! or any of the charactors. Wish I did. I'd love to get me some Roshon Fegan :D But alas... I have never even met him! I have met Zendaya though! Meh, whatever, I don't own this haha

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

He hit my CeCe?!

XXXXXTy's POVXXXXX

I need to find her. What is she thinking?! She's staying with someone that's hurtin' her. I would never hurt her. Ever.

I run out of her room and get my phone out. I need to find her!

I call her number and wait patiently. Or not. My version of patience.

"Who is this?" I hear a voice slur. What? I check my phone to make sure it's CeCe's number. It is.

"Who is this?!" I growl angrily. I'm so not in the mood for this crap.

"Adam. That's all you need to know. Now tell me; who the freakin' heck is this?" He slurs and I hear something break.

"The name's Ty." A smirk comes to my face. "An' that's all ya need ta know."

"This is the Ty that my little sleezy brat always talks about? Screw you." He hangs up the phone and I hang my head low. Great... Now what do I do?

I say go to his place and beat the crap out of him. Sounds good.

I run out of the apartment and straight to his (I had to drop CeCe off one time) and bang on the door.

"Go away!" A voice screams from inside.

"No!" I yell louder. I'm not leaving. CeCe deserves so much better than this piece of crap.

The door swings open and I'm face-to-face with the most disgusting person that I've ever seen.

"I said go away." He says darkly. I don't bother talking; I just swing a punch at his face. I don't miss.

He screams some foul words at me and I just punch him again. "This is what CeCe felt like!"

"Felt?" He says with a laugh as he clutches his broken nose. "I'm not ever gonna stop. That worthless piece of trash is mine. I don't share and I'm not gonna give her up. She can't just leave."

I punch him in the gut this time.

XXXXXCeCe's POVXXXXX

"Guys! I must've dropped my phone at Adam's! Can I go back?" I ask sadly. If I wasn't so stupid; I wouldn't have dropped it.

Tinka looks at Gunther and he nods. "We're going with you." She says seriously.

"Fine. I just want my phone." I say tiredly as we turn to walk back to hell. I mean Adam's.

Maybe he'll have cooled down some. I hope so. I''m just not in the mood to deal with his crap right now and I especially don't want to in front of Gunther and Tinka.

As we walk up the stairs to get into his apartment I hear thumping. Great. The neighbors are at it again! And yelling. Ok... That's a new one... We get closer and I soon realize that it's not the neighbors making the noise. It's coming from Adam's place. We run closer and hear "Never lay a hand on her again!" from the inside. That was Ty's voice! Oh my God! Is he okay? What on earth is he doing?!

We run into the apartment and see Ty and Adam wrestling on the floor. Ty was obviously winning because Adam had had a few too many.

"Ty!" I scream in fear. What was he doing here? Why was he beating Adam up?!

Ty delivers one last punch and gets up to see me. "I don't wanna ever see your face again." Ty growls and then walks toward me. I've never seen him like this.

"You're bleeding." I say bluntly. I don't even know how to react right now.

Ty looks down and sees his fists were bruised and bloody with both his and Adam's blood. "I guess, I am."

"Let's go to a hospital." I say forcing a weak smile.

"Well, Mr. Blue; it seems you'll be A-okay. Just take it easy for a bit and no more fist fights. These ribs'll need a bit of healing!" The doctor says enthusiasticly as he scribbles stuff in his notebook thingy.

"No promises." Ty says with a laugh. The doctor leaves the room with a smile and I put my hand in his.

"Ty-I? Ty... I'm so sorry for everything I said. I swear that I didn't mean a word. I really didn't." I say as tears fall down my cheeks.

"Hey..." He wipes my eyes as he sits up. With a wince; I might add... "I know. I shouldn't have confronted you like that." I look down and he says, "No, look at me." As he lifts my chin up. "I know you didn't mean it. I don't regret a single thing that I did today."

"You don't?" I ask with a sniffle.

"Not a thing... In fact... I read something that I am so glad that I did." He says with a cheeky smile. I nod my head in a "go on" manner. "Your diary."

I feel a glare fall upon my face and I feel so angry! How dare he do that?! MY DIARY! It was my personal thing. The one thing that Adam couldn't touch. (Even though he bought it for me)

"You. Read. My. Diary?" I ask angrily. I talked about Ty in it. I talked about how I felt. Does that mean he feels the same way?!

"I did... An' I don't regret it."

I suddenly feel shaky. "Why?"

"Because I wouldn't have known that I could do this." He says as he kisses me.

"I'm glad you know that now." I say dreamily. So maybe one good thing did come from Adam...

A/N

It's over. Sooooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrry! MY GOD I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN SO LONG! I'm so sorry, guys! :'( I legitly feel like the worlds worst person for letting you guys down. There's just been so much going on lately and I can hardly get through a day without a breakdown. Something always happens.

I live with my cousins nowadays. It didn't work out as I thought it would. I guess, they didn't care about me nearly as much as what I thought they did. They ended up hurting me really bad and then blaming me. Story of my life, right?

My brother is also here and that's causing a bit of drama. It isn't as bad as last time though. There hasn't been any name calling and complete screaming matches yet! But there is like four more days to go lol

I've also been struggling. Very badly. I believe that it is no secret that I struggled with depression. I take each day as it comes and don't let it affect me anymore. I trust God and believe in what he's doing in my life. I believe that he's giving me a chance to help others with this problem. I struggle so much sometimes and sometimes I just wanna go in my room and spit and curse in front of my mirror saying horrible things about myself. I try not to let that happen and I don't think it'll happen again. My youth group prayed for me and I feel so much better and have so much restored hope. I totally believe that I was depressed, but more importantly I believe that God has saved me from that depression and I've lived to tell the tale!

I hope you guys don't hate me too much for not updating! I really am sorry, but you guys know how life is! ^_^ Thanks for being there every step of my writing journey! I can't say how much longer I'll be able to keep up with all these stories! That's why I ended this one. There is just too many to update and nowhere near enough hours in the day :p Please if you wanna keep me in your thoughts and prayers it would mean a whole lot to me! Support is something that I need and am finally starting to get! Hopefully next time I update a story; you'll see how happy and optimistic I've become!

Peace Out!

Trinity! 3