Leigha's RP Party!

*as I come down the steps of our house I can hear some show that Logan's watching,probably is already drunk now too* *the smell smoke and beer are already in the air as I come down and sit on the beside Logan* So what's this? *I just came back from the store with some things from the house and has been puttin gthe things up so I really don't know what the crap he's doing*

*as I touch a fresh spot where Logan went on another r*pe rage on my neck last night,it stings,I jump from the pain* *I get out the Neosporin,putting the cool cream on my neck,hoping my hair and some make-up can hide the red spot* *when I'm done getting ready for the day I walk downstairs,already hearing Logan downstairs with a 12 pack of Corona on the coffee table* *I smell the smoke and Corona,a bad mix so I go outside* *I feel Logan watching me but I don't say anything* *I text some friends,asking if they want to get out of the house for a while* *I walk around outside for a while before getting a text back*

Name-Chelsea Staub
Age-17 years old
Personality-Sweet,preppy girl,but gets depressed[Logan loves it,he gets more out of her],
Bio (Make it GOOD)-When Logan and Chelsea met,they clicked the first time they laid eyes on each other. Soon after their relationship got into dating mode and they became more and more in love. After saving up money to buy a home together they soon got got a house and moved in together.One night,a high[what Chealsea thought]Logan came to her house and lost it. He went too nice guy to bad guy and she couldn't stop it. Things got aggresive. He would call her names,telling her she's a b*tch and such. He started to r*pe her and it happens very often. After being pregnant 1 time and it turned out to be a miscarriage he got more agressive and it gets worse when he's out drinking and having "fun". Logan now,has not changed his ways and like he doesn't give a crap what he's doing.She now has cuts and scars from getting r*ped by Logan. The 17 year old doesn't know what to do or how to change it. She doesn't want to get out of the relationship because inside of her heart she still has a peice that loves him.

The phone rings.
I look at the caller ID on my cellphone.
What the mother-loving...-
 
"Umm yeah?",I said.
 
I was in the bathroom,looking into the mirror above the sink ,while doing my hair,making sure my smokey eye looks good.
 

[more story later...i want to see a visual of what's going on so i can see if this story plot will fit in]