I looked up at the clock.

It was 11. I sighed nervously and began to rub my temples.

My head throbbed. Just the thought of him gave me a headache.

Why does he have to do this to me!?

I felt George shift nearer to me on the couch.

I felt the tears, wanting so bad to escape. My throat burned and I clinched my jaw.

"Ellie, hey... I-it's okay."

George laid his hand on my shoulder gently.

I looked up, George's eyes teary and full of worry for me.

"I don't want to go with him George."

I grabbed onto his arms aggressively and sobbed.

My face strained to keep in the cries any longer.

"I don't want to go George, I'm so scared."

George sighed helplessly, and cupped my cheek in his hand.

My breath shook everywhere as I inhaled.

"George I'm so scared!"

I threw myself onto George clinging to his neck.

He sat shocked for a moment, before I felt his arms wrap around me warmly.

"I know Ellie, w-what can I do?"

George asked softly into my ear.

"Oh, I don't know George."

I sat up, sniffed and wiped my eyes.

"I just need to go, I'm sorry George."

I couldn't sit there anymore and cry over something I can't help.

As I got up off the couch he grabbed me by the wrist, turning me to look him in the eyes.

He towered above me, a stern look in his eyes.

I stood confused I had never seen George like this before.

"George?"

"No."

"W-what?" I stuttered.

"You're not going."

I bit the bottom of my lip and shook my head.

"George, I know you are trying to help but-"

"No. You're staying here, he won't know where you are."

I shook my head and grabbed George by the shoulders firmly.

"George, you don't understand. He'll come looking for me. He knows I stay with Ringo. He will go to Ringo's to find me."

George shuffled back and fourth, and squinted his eyes frustratedly.

"He will hurt him George. I have to do this."

I ran my hands down his arms as I turned to walk out the door.

"No!"

Suddenly George spun me around, grabbing me by the face.

We stood, a scary few inches apart.

I breathed heavily my heart pounding.

George studied me, his eyes boring into mine.

"George? W-what are you doing?"

I looked down at his full lips, my shoulders tensing up.

He held my face in his hands, our lips centimeters apart.

"I'm so sorry."

George whispered as he let go of my face, jerking his hands in his pockets.

He turned around, rocking back and fourth irritabally.

I stood by the door, trying to slow my breath.

What just happened?

I looked up at George, he stood stiffly. His shoulders arched and head hung.

"You should go Ellie. I'll pick you up at ten."

He turned quickly and bumped into my shoulder as he stormed off to his room.

I watched as he went to his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

I ran my hands through my hair stressfully as I stood there wondering what the hell just happened.

I glanced at the clock. 11:28.

I have time.

I need to talk to him.

You probably just need to leave, talking will make the whole situation worse.

No I'm talking to him.

I walked down the hallway to his bedroom door.

I knocked lightly and waited a few moments.

He didn't answer.

"G-george?"

Still no answer.

"I-um, going now, yeah.... I'm going."

I mummbled as I walked away, just before going out the door I turned looking down the hallway.

As I walked down the street so many thoughts ran through my mind.

Why did he do that?

He's never acted like that with me before.

Soon enough I came up to the meeting place.

The cold streets, made my bones ache.

I walked up to the alley and stood just a few inches out of the moonlight, up against a brick wall.

Jay should be here any minute.

I'm just ready to get this over with and get to Ringo's.

Of course I didn't want to do anything to Ringo to hurt him.

But, I don't know what else to do.

"Ahh, Ellie I see you made it."

I shot my head up, Jay standing three feet in front of me.

"Hello Jay."

He smiled evilly and licked his lips.

"Being a lot more nice than last time Ellie, nice to see you've calmed down."

I rolled my eyes and folded my arms cautiously.

He squinted his eyes and his face twitched.

"I would be very good to me Ellie, I'm already losing patience."

He growled sternly.

"Alright, I came here like you said, now what do you want with me?"

He smirked and shuffled closer to me.

I could smell the strong aroma of cigarettes.

It made me gag.

"I think you know what I want."

He leaned down kissing my neck.

My breath hitched terrified.

"Jay."

He chuckled deeply.

"Don't worry... Not here."

He smirked as he straightened his leather jacket.

"Follow me babe."

I followed behind him, keeping my distance.

It took all my strength not to just turn my heels and take off running.

But I kept reminding myself, that I had to do this for Ringo.

We walked and walked and walked.

After a good twenty minutes of walking I was beginning to think he was going to kidnap me.

But finally we arrived at an old Inn.

I looked at Jay, my heart pounding.

He laughed, and began to walk up a staircase leading to his room.

My whole body began to shake as he opened the door.

I walked in cautiously and looked around.

It was dark, and cold.

Matched him perfectly.

It smelled of sweat, cigarettes, and liquor.

He came in and shut the door.

He lit a cigarette and pointed down at the bed.

I looked down, and sat slowly.

My arms still folded, and legs crossed.
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Jay slowly dropped the ciggy, stomping it out as he sat next to me on the bed.

I scooted away slitley and turned my head away.

Tears rolled down my eyes and my hands shook.

"Ellie, this can go two ways. And you know that."

He touched my cheek trying to turn my head.

"So how's this going to go?"

He growled with an intimidating voice.

I turned my head slowly holding my head up high.

I grit my teeth and clinched my jaw.

"Go to hell."

My raspy voice cracked.

His eyes widened and he laid his hand on my thigh.

My chin quivered and I sat stiffly.

Slowly he unbuttoned his shirt and began to kiss my neck.

"Help me out love, hm?"

He looked down at his half unbuttoned shirt.

I looked down at his chest and scrunched my face up in disgust.

"I came here, that's all you asked for. I'm not one of your little whores."

He smirked and laughed.

It disgusted me he found humor in this.

"You've got spunk, its very intriguing."

Slowly he undressed himself down to his boxers.

I looked down at the ground, not once looking up.

Suddenly he shoved me down on the bed.

He ripped my blouse off, as if he was tearing a piece of paper, exposing my bra.

"Jay, no please."

I pleaded, concern in my voice.

Jay didn't listen and began to take off more of my clothes, as a struggled to keep them on.

Eventually, he had me down to my bra and panties.

I laid there helpless tears streaming down my face.

I love you Ringo.

Jay crawled up the bed and kissed my neck hungrily.

I cried and my sobs shook the bed.

"I gave you a choice doll, you chose."

The last thing I remember was my screaming in agony, and the pain.

I never thought I would end up like this with Jay.

This isn't how I wanted this to ever happen.
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I opened my eyes.

My head throbbing and, from my thighs down ached.

I blinked my eyes dry and swollen from crying.

I turned over slowly meeting Jay laying asleep next to me.

His whole body exposed.

I had to keep myself from getting sick as I began to put my clothes back on.

When I was dressed I sneaked out of the room, and immediately made my way to Ringo's.

I didn't realize all the little things I was going to miss.

Of course I was going to miss Ringo.

But, I didn't realize I was going to miss my room, and sharing a bed with Ritchie every night.

And reading Romeo and Juliet late in the night, cooking for the boys.

All the little things I was going to miss.

Soon I came up to the house.

I sighed and took a long deep breath before walking up to the door.

I stood on the porch trying to build the courage up to knock on the door.

What if he never wants to come back to me after this?

What if he hates me after this?

I shook my head and took another deep breath.

I slowly lifted my hand and knocked on the door.

The door opened and Ringo stood there smiling.

"Hey baby, how was the little trip?"

I forced a smile and kissed him lightly as I walked in.

"Oh! We had a great time."

Ringo shut the door behind me and turned, his face falling.

"Ellie, what's wrong?"

I didn't realize it but I had began to cry once more.

"I-I have something we need to talk about."

Ringo furrowed his eyebrows and grabbed me by the elbows.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.

My breath shook, and as I sucked in a sob my throat wailed.

Ringo's eyes teared up and he rubbed my arms up and down.

"Ellie, talk to me baby."

I began to pick at my fingernails.

Another sob came out as I slapped my arms to my side.

Ringo stood there shaking is head in utter confusion.

"W-we can't be together anymore."

I mummbled out, sobs covering the sentence.

Ringo's arms fell to his side and he stummbled back in shock.

He lifted his hand to his head and massaged his temples.

I looked up slowly and it was painfully obvious that he was completely broken.

"What?"

He croaked out.

I sniffed and looked down at the ground.

"Its not you, its me, I love you Ringo. But we just need some space to grow."

Ringo shook his head and began to murmur something under his breath.

"No, no, no, you can't do this to me."

I turned away and walked into my room.

Quickly I grabbed my suitcase, throwing everything in there as fast as I could.

Ringo stood in the doorway.

"Ellie, please explain! Stop it! I love you so much!"

I shook from my wails and zipped up my suit case.

I began to run to the door, but was stopped by Ringo's hand grabbing my wrist.

"Ellie, don't you dare do this to me! Don't you understand that I love you! We are promised I want you to marry me!"

I shook my head and grabbed for the door handle.

"Its not your fault, I can't do this I have to go, we just need some time."

He frantically began to try and think up an excuse for me to stay.

"Marry me Ellie, please just marry me, and don't do this I love you!"

He held my face in his hands.

I looked into his eyes, he was so truthful and amazing.

And I loved him so much.

But I had to tell him no.

"Ringo, I'm so sorry."

My heart shattered as his hands fell to his side.

He stared at me with depression in his eyes.

"I'm so very sorry."

I opened the door, and turned to leave.

My heart ached to just run back and jump into his arms.

"I'll never stop loving you, I'll wait, as long as it takes."

Ringo sobbed out behind me.

I turned around slowly my face soaked in tears.

"I'll be here."

I nodded my head, and bit my bottom lip.

"Goodbye Ritchie."

He nodded and stepped forward his fingertips grazed my cheeks.

"I love you..... God you're gorgeous."

He smiled and let out a small laugh.

I bit the inside of my lip and my breathing quickened.

Ringo leaned forward planting his lips on mine.

It took everything in me not to burst out crying.

I kissed him back lightly.

He pulled back and pressed his lips together, his hands still holding my face.

"Come back to me."

He nodded, as to assure himself I would.

I nodded and touched his cheek.

"Goodbye."

Quickly I walked out and shut the door behind me.

My whole body hurt and I felt like dying.

I slowly walked to try nearest bus stop.

When I got there I checked my watch.

9:53

My head pounded and arms felt weak, aching terribly.

I walked over to the phone booth and dialed Georges number.

It rang a few times before he finally picked up.

"Ellie?"

I sniffed and breathed in sharply.

"Come pick me up. Hurry."

I heard George sigh and he tapped on the receiver.

"I'm coming, I won't be long, hang in there love."

I nodded and hung up the phone.

I sat down on the bench and rubbed my hands together.

My shoulders had a heavy presence weighing them down.

I couldn't cry anymore.

That was the day I realized crying never solves anything.

You can't drown your problems in your tears.

After a few minutes George arrived.

It had started raining pretty hard and I was soaked.

George hopped out of the car wrapping a warm blanket around me.

I jumped into the car and he climbed into the drivers seat.

I looked out the window watching the rain fall.

Thunder boomed as he shut the door.

I felt his eyes staring a hole through me.

He breathed to speak.

"Don't George, I don't feel like talking right now. Let's just go home."

He nodded and started the car as we drove home.
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