I Kissed the Boy Who Hit Me This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

May 19, 2009
I really didn't see it coming. His hand, angry and rough and quick as lightning, connected with my jaw as he smacked me across the face. Hard. My neck snapped to the side, my chin pointed downward, and that's where I stayed for at least a full minute. I was afraid to move, afraid to breathe.

Oh, my God. I'm dreaming. Please tell me this isn't real.

Hot tears clung to my lashes, but I refused to let myself cry. I focused on the burning sensation in my cheek, too afraid to shift in my seat. My face was on fire.

I swallowed hard, watching the scenery as it passed: the green grass and the yellow sun, the black blurring of mailboxes and rooftops. Except for the steady hum of the air conditioner, there was dead silence.

I tried to focus on anything, anything but the boy next to me, breathing heavily. Anything except the car speeding up as he stepped on the accelerator, driving more recklessly with every dip and curve in the road.

See the sidewalks, a steady stream of white concrete against the jet black road. See the treetops, so severely contrasting the painted cerulean sky. See the fire hydrant, bright like the stars that shine above the lake at night. See–

“This isn't my fault, Caitlin,” he said quietly. I peeked at him out of the corner of my eye. His hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white.

“What?” I was surprised to find that my voice was soft and steady, though my hands were shaking and twisting in my lap.

“You left me waiting there for an hour. What was I supposed to think?”

“It was an honest mistake,” I whispered, so quietly that I could barely hear myself. “I lost track of time.”

He glanced at me, his jaw clenched so hard I thought he might shatter his teeth. “Yeah, sure.”

I hesitated, not knowing what he wanted me to do. I opened my mouth, and I watched his hands, and I made sure they didn't come anywhere near me. “I'm telling the truth,” I said finally, quietly. “I was doing exactly what I told you I'd be doing … working on my story for the paper.”

“Of course you were.”

“Why don't you trust me?”

“Who was that guy you were with?”

I sighed, knowing I could never win. My cheek hurt so much, worse than when I fell of my bike and skinned my elbows and knees. It hurt worse than the time I cut my hand on a fence and needed six stitches, or the time I fell on a flower pot and sliced my knee open. It hurt because he made me hurt. It hurt because he wanted me to hurt.

“I … I just–”

“Spit it out, Caitlin!”

I fell back against the seat, feeling more defeated than I'd ever felt in my life. It was like reaching the top step just to find more stairs. It would have been easier to think, I'm sure, if my face didn't have a heartbeat.

“Why are you being so mean to me?” It just slipped out, and Aaron looked bewildered. He didn't answer right away, or even as we pulled into my neighborhood. By the time he'd parked in my driveway, we were both completely silent.

“I'm sorry, Cait,” he said. “That was really stupid; I don't know what came over me.”

I let my eyes meet his for the first time that afternoon. “I don't either.”

He shut the car off and twisted in his seat to face me. His hand slid over my forehead, and down through my hair, and finally settled around my neck. He pulled me toward him, gently, and kissed the cheek that still ached. Now it ached with yearning.

It's strange, I suppose, how someone can treat you so wrong and you can still want him so much. I wanted to feel his lips on me again, brushing away the hurt and the pain. I wanted his touch. The school parking lot suddenly felt a million years away.

“That will never happen again,” he assured me, kissing me softly. “I swear I will never do that again.”

And I believed him.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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FunFace said...
Oct. 29, 2010 at 5:56 pm
i agreed with the person who said you should make it more suspensful (sorry mr/ms. unknown i didnt check ur pen name)  however i think that it was still and amazing story. I love your style and i felt like i was there, watching it happen. 
Reigyn said...
Oct. 14, 2010 at 6:33 pm

whoa! really intense.

i'm really glad you chose to do a piece like this. I think it's a topic we don't let ourselves talk about or think about and I'm really happy that you chose to right about it.

you did a fantastic job too.

niko_timmy said...
Oct. 14, 2010 at 3:18 pm
that was really really good. one of my favorites by far
Tiara said...
Oct. 14, 2010 at 9:06 am
I think youn should have made it more suspensful than him apologizing, like you should have made him seemed even meaner and let her take up for herself
J.C.Evans This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Dec. 30, 2010 at 11:29 pm
If she altered the end of the story it wouldn't be realistic...have you ever seen a battered woman fight back the first time...she's in shock...and truly believes it will neveer happen again...I would know
elmosoreo said...
Oct. 1, 2010 at 8:21 pm
Wow...powerful piece ^.^ It was amazing..left the end implying that it did infact happen again..I loved this piece... :) Way To Go
Amaria said...
Sept. 19, 2010 at 5:13 pm
wow!! that was great i felt the emotion you put into this picece...:)
Fires said...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 9:57 pm
I loved it!! You are a great writer
Camille C. said...
Aug. 9, 2010 at 9:25 am
This reiterates everything about an abusive relationship I have ever learned. His rage, her fear, then his apology, her belief. You captured everything so perfectly and eloquently I felt like I was sitting in the backseat of the car watching this unfold.
wild-free said...
Aug. 4, 2010 at 11:25 am

Wow, this was amazing! So heart-wrenching yet so honest. This is the classic story of abusive boyfriends but the way you wrote it made it feel so personal. You really did a great job, keep it up!

If you ever get the chance could you take a look at my story Gone With the Sun? 

Babylufin said...
Jul. 26, 2010 at 9:50 pm

It's amazing. Deep and detailed. I love it. One of my favorites on here. :D

Please take a look at my work! It would mean a lot! :D Comment, too, please! :)

EmilyM7793 said...
Jul. 21, 2010 at 9:05 am
She didn't copy it from Dreamland. Sure, there are some similarities, but a lot of stories about dating abuse are similar, simply because the patterns are often the same. The guy's name in Dreamland was Rogerson, not Aaron, and so what if her main character's name was Caitlin? When I read her story, I didn't even think about Dreamland until I scrolled down to the comments.
potterlight replied...
Aug. 18, 2011 at 2:56 pm
That was awesome! I loved it! 5 STARS :D
EmilyM7793 said...
Jul. 21, 2010 at 9:00 am
Oh my god, I loved this piece so much, you're an amazing writer! :)
Mo_Madness said...
Jul. 18, 2010 at 7:54 pm
I really loved your piece. It's really similar to Sarah Dessen's Dreamland. Frankly, I thought it was even better. :)
crzybookworm said...
Jul. 18, 2010 at 3:05 am
I went through something very similar to this and just got out of the relationship a few months ago....You had all the feelings nailed. Great job.
Supernova7 said...
Jul. 14, 2010 at 12:24 pm
this reminds me of Breathing Under Water even the girls name is the same.
MizzBieber said...
Jun. 29, 2010 at 1:23 pm
wow!! you are a really graet writer! and this story might be similiar to others but in most ways it's quite different! so keep up the good work :) and will you check put my work and comment and rate? i would really apreciate it if a great author like you would do that thannx!
sierra-BABI replied...
Sept. 22, 2010 at 11:23 am
omg girl can you spell and justin bieber is not your name thanks and have a nice day...
katiemiladie said...
Jun. 26, 2010 at 12:11 pm
I don't know if you've ever read the book Dreamland by Sarah Dessen, and I'm not accusing you of anything, but parts of your story seem like they are copied and pasted straight from the book. I mean, except for a few words, it's the exact same story. Words and all. Even the characters names are the same. I'm not saying you did anything, but, next time be a bit more careful of how your stories take the shape of ones that have already be written.
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