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The Way They Hurt Me

Novel By: Band4Life

It was the party anyone would want to go to. Too bad I never arrived. I was kidnapped. This is my story. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jan 8, 2011    Reads: 581    Comments: 4    Likes: 7   

**(Alex's POV)**

I lowered myself to my knees, hands clenched into fists. Though her pain- for now- was mostly over, I couldn't get the sound of her screams out of my head. Her bloodcurdling screams were still echoing in my mind, and when I covered my ears, it helped none. I began to tremble and cursed softly, beating my fist on the door.

"Cameron! Cameron, please!" I yelled, gritting my teeth before lowering my voice to a whisper. "Cameron, get in here. Now." I hissed, tapping twice on the door, waiting for a moment, then tapping a third time, softly. I thanked God Cameron hadn't forgotten the code he'd made up for us, and I heard him push the bookshelf away, opening and flying through the door, shutting it behind him. He kneeled next to me and gripped my shoulder.

"C'mon, man. Calm down, Alex. You know it's not good for you to get so worked up." he mumbled, his words as sincere as they were when I was that kid who lived on the streets. I gripped his hand until my knuckles turned white, still trembling. He pulled me to my feet, only to shove me gently onto my bed. "Stay here and relax, man. I'll be back-" I grabbed his shirt sleeve, eyes wide.

"Don't tell Jake." I pleaded.

"I won't, Alex. Just... calm down." I nodded and leaned back, against the wall, closing my eyes.


When I opened my eyes again, she was there. Her soft hand held my shaking one, and Cameron, backing from the room, nodded once to me. I understood. He knew that I had gotten so worked up over her. I mean, I practically beat down a door.

"Alex? Are you okay?" Kaylee whispered to me.

"I think I'm the one who should be asking you that." she smirked and squeezed my hand.

"You're shaking. Are you okay?" she asked again.

"I have these... things. It's... it's nothing. Really."

"Alex, I'm blind. Not stupid."

"I know."

**(Kaylee's POV)**

Alex's hands were shaking badly. And Cameron had just rescued me from Jake. I wanted to know what was going on, and I wanted to know now.

"Alex-" he pressed his lips to mine, just for a moment, before he rested his head on my shoulder. I felt the tickle of his lashes when he closed his eyes drowsily.

"I have seizures sometimes. Not regular seizures, though. They're called absence seizures, and... they're caused by a lot of stress. They got really bad when I was a kid; when I had just moved in with Cameron and Jake. Cameron was the only one who really knew about them. But, ah... he's always afraid for me. He's afraid that just once it'll get as bad as it used to be, when he had to make me lie on the floor if I was sitting on a chair. I'm not saying you cause stress. It's just... I'm stressed because of what Jake is doing to you." I gasped and raised a hand to his face, pressing my fingertips to his cheek.

"I'm so sorry."

"No. Don't you be sorry." he ordered, and I nodded.

"Right. Your job is to say 'I'm sorry' all the time." I bit my lip, knowing that he wouldn't laugh. Surprisingly, he chuckled, leaning back, and I followed him, laying on the pillows, my head moving to his chest, listening to the rythmic sounds of his breathing.

**(Author's Note: Hey, what's up, guys?! You like the story? Drop me a comment and tell me what you think!! Or press the I Like It button. Your choice. #Notice: Absence Seizures are indeed real! They exist, and I would know because I have them.#**


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