R's 100 One Shot Challenge!

[Simplistic Beauty]

Hey guys, it's Ross Girl or R for short and I'm doing the 100 one shot challenge! so here is where I will be posting all the ones that I complete. Please don't post but rather send me any feedback through pm. Feel free to bookmark and read along and also try the challenge yourself!

[Simplistic Beauty]

"How could you, I thought you loved me!" I screamed at him, my words starting to loose their harsh impact as the lump in my throat grew larger with every word I spoke.
"Look, I didn't mean to and it's not what you think!" He said to me, the frustration and look of him pleading for forgiveness wasn't enough to maker give me in. He had hurt me, bad and I wasn't giving in that easily.
"Save it, Chris." I said to him before walking towards the door.
Allyson, wait!" Chris said, grabbing for my arm but I immediately yanked it away from him.
"Don't touch me." I said harshly to him before storming out the door. I could hear Chris following which only made me speed up into a run. I wasn't sure where I was going, all I knew was that I had to get away from him. The tears flowing from my eyes made it impossible to see, causing me to not know where I was heading until it was too late.


"Allyson!!" I heard my voice being yelled but it was quickly drowned out by the loud screech of car tires followed by a sickening thud. That's all I remember before my world went black.

My eyes slowly flutterd open to see a bright light above me and the sound of a faint but constant beeping.
"Allyson, are you ok?" A voice asked and the face of my older brother Anthony came into view to my left.
"W-what happened?" I asked groggily.
"You were hit by a car. I tried to warn you but by then it was too late. Y-you got pretty beaten up. The doctors say it could have been much worse."
As he spoke an image of the scene floated into my memory and I jolted back to reality with a gasp.

"Allyson, what's wrong? What happened?" Anthony asked me worriedly. I was confused until I felt tears staining my face. All of this, everything, was his fault. Who, you may ask. The one who hurt me, left here, injured.