Tangled Love

The smell of alcohol hits me and I feel bile rise to the back of my throat. I swallow, blinking and meet his eyes that are cold and hold a glimmer of evil.

I'm back at home, cowering in the corner as Trevor landed blow after blow. My eyes fill with tears, each one bigger and heavier than the next causing the lights of the fair ground to blur in my vision.

"What do you want?" I whisper quietly, feeling my heart thump wildly against my chest. Everyone else faded, the music disappears and all I can see is Trevor in front of me.

He tilts his head slightly, examining me and I sway a little, feeling dizzy and unbalanced. The only thing supporting me is the bench. He takes a step towards me and I whimper, causing Trevor to smirk horribly. He knew he still has control and power over me and he loves it. The past few weeks of progress suddenly vanish within seconds and I feel like a scared powerless little girl once again.

This was it . . . he was my trigger to everything I've been working towards. I lose all my confidence, I'm back to being petrified and feeling like I'm not worthy. I close my eyes, the tight hold on my lungs causing it hard to breathe.

"Where have you been staying?" he hisses angrily, standing over me. I push myself as far back as I can go, feeling the bench dig into my back. His hand shoot out and grab my arm, twisting it painfully. I yelp but Trevor is oblivious to this, still waiting for an answer.

"Get off me. You can't do this anymore!" I plead, my eyes wide. He responds by tightening his grip, nails digging painfully into my skin. I shut my eyes and clench my jaw, hissing from the pain.

where are you and I'll kill you," he hisses in my ear. My entire body is shaking in fright and I can feel my throat

"Get — your — hands —

we were back in the fairground, the music blaring through my ears. My vision is blurred from the tears in my eyes and my hands are shaking vigorously

is clenched tightly as he stares at Trevor's grip around my arm. I try to free myself

Trevor spits in Jake's direction, refusing to release his grip

. . . get your hands off her."

amusement, turning back towards me. His face drifts closer to mine and I turn

little boyfriend, have you?" He hisses and I gag again, feeling the bile rise threateningly to the back of my throat.

sick joke. He finally drops my arm and I clutch it tightly against

out intimidatingly. Jake remains rooted to the spot, his eyebrow raised at Trevor's actions as he watches him. His head

Trevor, feeling completely helpless. Trevor chuckles louder this time, stopping until he's an inch away from Jake. My eyes widen as I realised Jake is taller than Trevor and his shoulders are broader. Jake briefly glances at me, his eyes flashing with concern.

alright?" He asks me quietly, his eyes flickering down to my arm. I nod silently.