Soulmate

CHAPTER 2

    Once Noah parked the car, we ran to the front door. We didn't have to wait in line since we knew the owner, well more like the owner of the club was Noah's older brother Marcus. He had a VIP table RSVP'd for us already so we went straight there and started drinking and having some fun. I actually started to let loose, something that I haven't felt in a long time. Maybe after drink number three we decided to go onto the dance floor to have more space. Noah was a little hesitant on coming with us so I had to practically drag him. Teri had gone without us, so when we got to her she was already dancing with a new boy toy. I couldn't help but giggle, because that is just who she is. She is a vibrant, loving and strong person who also has a strong out there personality. She knows that I would never judge her for who she is, but she also knows my feelings about wanting her to be in a healthy and stable relationship. I spent all night dancing with Noah and it was the best night of my life. My feet started to hurt after a couple of songs so we went back to our table with Eli, the boy toy. We were all having such a blast that the time never occurred to us. Before we leave, me and Teri wanted to dance to a couple more songs so we all made our drinks, which honestly I probably should stop drinking because being a bad light weight and not caring about a limit does not mix, and went to the dance floor. As me and Noah are dancing with each other, there is a thought that goes through my mind. I would have never thought Noah loved me or even wanted me as a girlfriend, hello why would his bestfriend at the time ask me out if he did feel that way. When Mike asked me out, and told me that Noah said it was cool if he did, I thought that Noah did not see me like that so I said yes to Mike. He was a cutie  with blue eyes, black hair, six foot something and muscular, but in my eyes he could never be as good looking as Noah, no one can. Mike was sweet in the beginning, taking me out on dates and all of our friends hanging out as groups in clubs, but that all changed almost seven months into our relationship. We went out with our group of friends, including Noah and Teri, and had a blast or so I thought. After a night of fun, me and Mike went back home and as soon as we got inside he just went off. Yelling and accusing me and Noah of sleeping together, which is not true. Even though I did have heavy feelings for Noah, I never acted on them nor did I pay attention to them when I was with Mike. It was like they had vanished for the whole relationship because I was so focused on fixing me and Mike. That same night was the first night he ever hit me, the same night everything changed. I finished my drink and asked Noah if he could get me one more, which he didn't want to do, but he also didn't want to disappoint me which is why I asked him and not Teri. As he leaves I turn around to dance with Teri and Eli but they weren't there anymore. Suddenly I get pulled hard, and it hurt, into someone's body. I was about to start pulling away when I hear that voice, the one that always gave me chills in a bad way. "Hello my princess, I have been texting and calling you all night. Why are you ignoring me? I said I was sorry. I love you and I need you to come back to me. I'll forgive you for dancing with Noah, you didn't know any better." I wanted to scream or yell for Noah but nothing would come out of my mouth, I was frozen with fear. That is when Mike started pulling me out of the club. No body would help me, why wouldn't anybody help me? Is it because it just looks like a boyfriend taking their drunk girlfriend home. That has to be it because I don't want to believe that no one would help in this situation. As we are about to head outside I turn and see Noah with Teri and Eli looking for me, and that is when I got this awful gut feeling. We were outside at this point, alone , in the dark and I was starting to panic. Trying to escape from his hold on me I slapped him, real hard, in the face and it felt great. I started hitting him some more to get away from him, but also because it was making me happy. But soon that happiness came to an end when I felt the hardest slap I have ever felt before. "Do you really think fighting me is going to do you any good? You will never leave me, as you have already seen, so just calm down and stop before I have to hurt you again," he said as I was trying to stand up straight. Once I was face-to-face with him, he had this face that I did not recognize. He just looked so angry and pissed, but he was also feeling something else that is new. But before I could even start to think about it he hit me again. This time was different because he punched me so hard that it knocked me down to the floor, making my knees bleed from falling. "Get up!" Mike yelled as he pulled me by my hair off the floor and proceeded to punch me in the gut with so much force that I was on the floor again. We were in the back alley of the club, covered from the back exit door by a dumpster. I just wanted to get out of there, wanted to be with Noah and at home. "Pllease, sstop Mike," I whisper as the air was just knocked out of me so I can't really talk. He walks up to me and he has his menacing smile on his face that makes me want to throw up, run away, anything to just get out of this situation. I guess he could tell I was about to scream because he came up to me and covered my mouth with his hand. "If you yell I will make it so much worse for you." He then continued to beat me. I just want to be dead at this point. I had contemplated suicide before, when mike sent me to the hospital twice. They were the worst I had ever seen him, besides right now, and it was for hanging out with Teri because he thought Noah was with us. He never believed me when I would tell him that me and Noah were not doing anything and Noah was never with us. He kept on hitting me and when I was on the floor he was kicking me. Right before I was about to pass out, I heard what sounded like his pants, "I'll teach you to leave me again. After this, you'll live to regret leaving me." After what felt like a whole lifetime, I finally blacked out.