Personal Narrative Fiction

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He was staring at me with those eyes.

“What the hell do you want, Joey? Haven’t you done enough?” I pleaded at my boyfriend.

His eyes were burning through me.

“Honestly, Joey, you can go fuck yourself. You broke my heart, you fucking asshole! I have nothing more to say to you.”

I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my hand.

“Julien.” He paused after he said my name. He was about to say something when I cut him off.

“No, you cheating, lying, bastard! I never want to see you again!!!”

I tried to walk away, but he wouldn’t let me. I looked him in the eyes and then he snapped.

He threw me on the ground and started kicking me. I yelled out in pain. My ribs, my face, everywhere. His boot trampled my body. After a few minutes of constant kicks, he got down on his knees and started hitting me. Not too long after that, he got up, grabbed his coat and car keys, and left his house. I heard his car speed off. …show more content…

I put on my sweatshirt, staggered out his house, and just kept walking. It took me a good twenty-five minutes. I was a wreck. My boyfriend beat me again. It wasn’t the first time, but it was the last. My mind was reeling, but I knew I was going to be ok when I made it to JC’s Bar and Dance Hall.

I walked in and took a seat at the bar. Jace walked over to me, asking me my order.

“Hey

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