AUTHOR NOTE - HOLY COW. I WAS NOT EXPECTING TO GET SO MANY VIEWS!!!! I am so sorry I left this story hanging for over 2 years!!! I graduated college, got married, bought a house, got my first corporate job, quite that, and started my own business! It's been a WHIRLWIND.
BUT. GUESS WHO'S BACK BACK BACK, BACK AGAIN!?!? BUCKLE UP AND GET READY FOR THIS ROLLERCOASTER!
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"Just admit it, you're going to lose!" I holler, focusing my eyes on the street ahead ahead of me. My lungs fill with air, fueling my body with adrenaline.
"YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT ME. NOTHING." His hand strikes my cheek, and a metallic taste hits my tongue.
"YOU ARE A PIECE OF SHIT WITHOUT ME." His hand strikes again, knocking me into the wall - leaving a body-sized hole in the sheet rock.
I run even harder, pumping my arms faster than before, attempting to block the memories of my past with my first "love".
"I doubt it!" He hollers back, as I keep pushing myself harder. I can't let him win this battle. His ego is already too much for him to handle.
My eyes land on a street sign and I quickly make the decision to throw my body down that street.... and little did I know the sidewalk was uneven.
My legs stopped running, and I could taste something metallic on my tongue. My heart stopped racing, and I realized I was staring blankly at cement.
Well shit.
"Are you okay?!" His deep voice echos behind me, as the heavy sound of footsteps draws closer.
I lay with my face still planted into the concrete as a warm liquid trickles over my lips and down my chin.
"YOU'RE WORTHLESS. YOU'RE PATHETIC. GET THE FUCK UP OFF THE FLOOR." Trevelyn's fingers grab my scalp and lifts me off the ground.
"You think this is love? This is not love". I sputter, attempting to fight the tears that threaten to fall down my cheeks.
"Hey, are you okay?" His voice is now inches away from me, as he kneels down and reaches for my hands.
"I'm not helpless okay? I can get up myself! I'm not worthless! I'm capable of handling myself. I'm not pathetic!" I spit, yanking my hands away, fumbling my way up off the cement. Oh god.
"Okay, can you just stop with this whole tough girl act? It's so damn annoying." He mumbles as he wraps his arms around my waist and hoists me over his shoulder.
"PUT ME THE HELL DOWN!!!" I scream, as I try to wiggle myself from his grip. Who does he think he is?! Like really?!?
"You know Steve, you never know how to deal with women. If she doesn't want to be helped, you don't help the woman! You may think they want your help, but they really don't. Take it from me, Rachel did the same thing!" A familiar voice echoes. Ah. Danny. Of course Danny is watching, why wouldn't he be? He must have followed Steve with the car.
"Can you just shut your mouth for once in your life and open the damn car door?" Steve spits back to Danny.
The next thing I know, I'm pushed into the back of the car with Steve sitting right next to me. Staring. With a stern look on his face. His eyes peering into my soul. Disappointed.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer." I snap, wiping the blood from my nose.
"You wanna know something?! You drive me crazy. All I do is try to help you and try to make your move here more than comfortable and you just decide to run down the street? Then you face plant into the cement, possibly breaking your nose, and you won't even accept help up off the ground?! What is it the whole feminist thing? You know, it's perfectly okay to accept help once in a while." He raises his voice to me, while he's rubbing his chin.
My stomach becomes panged with guilt, and tears threaten to to fall. I clench my fists as tight as I can possibly clench them, digging my nails into my skin.
"Take me home. Please." I whisper, turning away from Steve. Warm tears fall into my lap, mixed with the blood that's dripping down from my nose.
And silence. Pure. Undisturbed silence.
"YOU DON'T DESERVE LOVE!! YOU WERE BORN NOTHING, AND YOU'LL DIE BEING NOTHING". He screams at my face, and then throws me into the coffee table shattering the glass.
Maybe Trevelyn was right. I don't deserve love. I'm a nobody. And I always will be.
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