MUSIC FROM A BROKEN HEART - Lisa Ann (open ebook TXT) 📗

convince her that I wasn't going to hurt her in any way.

CH. 5 Holding On

{Hailey's P.O.V.}

I felt so bad for telling Morgan to leave me alone, but I didn't know what else to do. When he had asked me how I got the bruise I wanted so badly to tell him, but kept it to myself.

Why would someone that I had just met over a week ago want to hear me telling them that my mother had a new boyfriend that had hit me because I told her that she was a sorry excuse for a parent.

Everyday I could feel myself slowly slipping away from the world. How much longer could I take this?

Finally I was home from school and noticed that my mother's car was parked outside. Why was she home so early?

I opened the front door to see my mother standing there with her hands on her hips. By the way she was standing I knew that something was going to happend.

"I want you out of this house by the end of this week. I can't stand to look at you anymore and I don't know why I didn't kick you out sooner," my mother said to me without emotion.

I stood there trying not to cry. Where was I suppose to go? Did she really hate me that much?

"Your mother is talking to you slut!" my mother's boyfriend, Mark, yelled before slapping me.

All my mother did was grab Mark and leave the house. I slumped down to the floor in the living room pulling my knees against my chest hiding my face away from the world.

I sobbed loudly as I could feel my heart completely shatter. I had noone to turn to because I had pushed Morgan away.

Why did I have to be so messed up that I couldn't just except that Morgan just wanted to help me?

"Hailey! Hailey are you home? Please say something so that I know your ok?" I heard Morgan plead.

How did Morgan know something was wrong? Then I remembered that the front door was still opened.

"Morgan," I cried out from the living room.

I heard his footsteps come down the hall into the living room. Then I felt his soft warm hands hold my face up so he could look at my bruise.

"Hailey are you ok? What happend here?"

Not being able to stop the tears from coming out I cried. "M-my m-mom k-kick-ed m-me ou-t," I chocked the words out.

In an instense Morgan pulled me up bridal stlye in his arms and carried me to the couch. He craddled me to his chest protectively as I cried.

Eventually my crying stopped enough for Morgan to ask what happend again. I told him everything from when I walked into the house to him showing up.

Morgan rubbed his hand up and down my back slowly trying to calm me down. "Hales do you have anywhere else to stay?"

I shook my head afraid to speak. "Well you can stay with me and Cora. Then in the morning we can take my truck so we can move your stuff to my house. Is that ok with you?" Morgan asked.

"Yes thank you Morgan. I'm so sorry that I tried pushing you away before I got to know you. It's just that I'm scared to trust people and risk getting hurt again," I told him looking down.

"You don't have to apoligize about anything Hales. I understand how you're feeling," Morgan smiled pulling my face up to look at his.

Morgan had spent the rest of the week getting Hailey set into her new home. He knew that Hailey was still not wanting to let him in completely.

Hailey had told him that when she was ready to let him all the way then she would tell him.

CH. 6 Losing Faith

{Hailey's P.O.V.}

I was still afraid to get too close to anyone, but somehow I felt myself liking Morgan more and more each day.

Cora and I got closer. When she told me about her family I kinda understood what she was going through.

But with Morgan it was a total different story. If I let myself fall for him then I have given him the chance to break my heart it beyond fixing.

Then when I thought things were getting better it got worse. I found out that my mother was going to marry that ass of a boyfriend, Mark.

I had gone over to the house to pick up somethings that Mark said I had left.

So after school I walked to the home I used to live in and knocked on the door.

When the door opened up there stood Mark smiling at me. "Where's my stuff?" I asked.

"Your room,"

I hurried into the house and upstairs to get my things, but there wasn't anything.

"Oh I guess you don't have anything left," Mark whispered in my ear.

I jumped away from him backing into the wall. He came closer with each step he took.

I was about to leave the room when Mark grabbed my wrist. I winced as he yanked me roughly back against his chest.

"Why don't we have some fun since your mom is at work. She won't even have to know," he said covering my mouth with his hand keeping me from screaming.

Why was I so stupid to come here alone? Mark dragged me back to the bed getting on top of me.

He started kissing me along my neck and face. I kicked and scream for help, but knew it was no use.

Mark slapped me when I bit his hand covering my mouth. "You want to play that way then we'll play that way," Mark said yanking open my shirt.

I struggled to get away from Mark, but he hit me hard enough making my head hit the headboard.

My vision blurred as spots appeared in front of me. After he pulled my shirt all the way off I could feel his hand trail down to the buttons of my jeans.

All my past memories of my father popped into my head. I can remember that day like it was yesturday.

It was the day that my father had raped me. That was the day that changed my life.

Mark started pulling down my jeans bringing me back to reality.

"Please let me go! I won't say anything just please stop," I sobbed.

"I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to make you scream and beg for me to stop," Mark smiled.

Mark was going to rape me and I came here all alone. With all my strength I kicked, sreamed, punched, anything to get him away from me.

CH. 7 The Rescue

{Morgan's P.O.V}

When I got home from school Hailey wasn't anywhere to be found. I ran upstairs and saw that all her stuff was in her room including her school bag.

So that means that she got home before anyone else and then left. Then I remembered maybe Hailey went back to her house to see if she had anything left.

I told Cora that I was gonna check at to see if Hailey was at her house and that I would call Cora if I found Hailey.

Grabbing my keys I ran out the door to my truck. When I got to her house I saw that someone was home.

I got to the door and crept inside. Then I heard screaming coming from upstairs. It sounded like Hailey.

Anger swept throught me. I ran quickly upstairs to where the screaming was coming from.

I saw one of the bedroom doors open and then I heard a man's voice.

"I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to make you scream and beg for me to stop,"

It was Mark. When I pushed the door open more I saw Mark on top Hailey who was screaming and crying.

Her shirt was gone and so were her pants. That fucker was going to pay!

"You better get your fucking hands off her or I'll rip your fucking throat out!" I growled from the doorway.

Mark stopped what he was doing and looked up at me. "What did you want punk?" Mark yelled.

He climbed off Hailey and stepped closer to me. I clenched my fists tightly.

Hailey stared at me with fear and sadness. Slowly she grabbed the blanket on the bed and pulled it over her to cover her almost naked body.

Mark saw me watching Hailey and before I could stop him he grabbed her wrist and yanked her off the bed.

Hailey yelped in pain as she hit his chest. "Is this what you want?" Mark aksed.

Then he kissed her roughly on the lips and shoved her down to the floor.

"Well you can't have her!"

That's when I lunged for him. We crashed to the ground. I gripped his shirt and punched him in the jaw.

Mark grunted in pain and pushed me off before hitting