Im Broken, each night im destroying myself slowly i can't take you down with me

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    Story: Jess is stuck in a abusive realtionship, and needs a wake up call.
    She suffers from Night terrors and she can't trust anyone. until you come along although you don't know it your slowly healing her exposed wounds.
    Jess awoke before Tyler and she sneaked out of bed, got dressed real quick and left.
    Outside was a break from the misery, a break from the repeats.
    And it was freedom, freedom from her dumb self. She hated covering up the bruises it was her fault she got them anyway, she provacted him.

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    Hey, can I join? Do I play Tyler, or can I make someone else? Kthanksbye :-)



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    I just want to know: Is Tyler the ....


    Wait... Earlier I read your post wrong. Okie-dokie, now I understand :3 Should I just jump in, or should I post a pic, and that sort of stuff?



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    OOC: Okie-dokie c;


    IC:


    Scott was outside, surfing the streets of tarmac, swiveling around the early-birds of the city on his skateboard. The sun was only just rising, warm colors of pink and orange seeming to stretch out it's colorful arms as the morning came, signaling it was the start of a new day.


    Scott let his one foot hover above the ground before allowing his shoe to scrape against the smooth, black tar slowing himself down. He had just noticed a girl which instantly had him hooked. Now how was he going to get her to notice him? He could trip, fall on his face? No, too weak. He could show off his skills? Nah, too attention-seeking... How about talking to her, you idiot? Scott's conscience suggested, yet he flinched at the nasty bite the tone had to it.


    Hesitantly, he picked up his skateboard, walking over to her with an awkward yet friendly smile, scratching the back of his head. "Hey, um, I've seen you a few times before... Remember me? I don't think we caught eachothers' names... Um, I'm Scott. I live down the road... Hi?"



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    "Oh hi Im Jess, nice to get to finally talk to you Scott"Jess hesitantly said.
    All though this seemed like normal, she wasn't quite sure what normal was anymore.
    Surprising what happens when you want escape hell sometimes, other days it was just a peacefull
    city walk. Birds tweeted and most people were waking up to get to work.

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    Scott smiled at her words. Those few simple words she spoke, like, 'nice' and 'finally' raised his hopes, and immediately liked her. As a friend. Or at least that's what he tells himself. "Yeah..." Scott extended a hand in greeting, then stuffing it in his pocket while the other still held on to his skateboard.


    "So what are you doing outside at a time like this?" Scott asked, smiling warmly at her, his bright blue eyes sparkling as they briefly traveled over her body, scrutinizing her. He wasn't doing this in any pervy way, but just to take in her appearance and get to know what she looked like.



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    "Its lovely today,like most mornings i like to go for walks.."she hesitated, she almost said "if i can"
    It stung, having to remember not to let slip what happend behind closed doors.
    "When im not busy"She bit her lip, so nothing else tried to creep out.

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    Scott nodded, feeling a bit awkward as thoughts like 'what should I say next?' swimming in his mind. He pursed his lips, then covered his mouth, first in panic, then tried playing it off casual when a sentence slipped out of his mouth. "Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked, clearing his throat, as he wandered if she got the impression he was hitting on her.



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    She got distracted as her phone rang
    "WHERE ARE YOU I SWEAR TO GOD WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO GET HERE NOW"Tyler spat.
    She hopped Scott couldn't hear. She hung up.
    "I have to go, sorry maybe sometime we can talk over Coffee?"

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    Scott overheard their conversation, and stood there, frozen in shock. She did have a boyfriend? He sounded very angry. Scott bit his lip with a nod, before dropping his skateboard and skating down the road once again, stealing a final glance at Jess.



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    She sighed as she got in, what was her life turning into when she couldn't even talk to someone anymore
    As She walked in she got greeted by Tylers fist sending her back into a wall, making her cry out.
    Tyler coverd up her mouth threatingly "Shut up and tell me where you were"He kept punching her in the stomach

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    Scott wandered if maybe the next day they could meet up again, even as friends. He really liked her Thoughts of her filled his mind until he found himself laying on his back, in front of a pole, his skateboard rolling away, a throbbing pain lingering on his face. Idiot.



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    Jess pushed him away and ran to the bathroom. She puked and washed her face "Oh god!"She had a black eye forming, this was not good.
    Jess went into the bedroom and started packing.
    "Where do you think your going?"Tyler blocked the way out.
    "Its over, you can't treat me like a punch bag for your S***" She forced her way out.
    And ran, ran with her bag full of what used to be her. Hopeing it would get better.

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    Scott suddenly remembered he had forgotten something back at the park, and started skating back. Then he saw Jess. He basically stumbled, nearly falling to the floor as he let his skateboard roll away as he ran up to Jess with wide eyes. "What the hell? Are you alright?"



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    Scott shrugged "I can pick it up later. Should I take you home?"



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    "I don't know,could use a drink to calm down"Jess noticed her heart was racing, life was going to fast to messy. Her Phone kept buzzing and wouldn't shut up sooner or later Tyler was gonna find her.
    She shut her phone off. "We need to go"She said low breath.

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    He nodded "To your house?" He asked, not aware her boyfriend abused her



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