The sounds of yelling from outside of my door distracted me. I turned my radio down & went towards the door. I sightly crack it peeking through the hole. Its diana & michael, they're arguing again.
"Michael, I'm tired of this shit!"
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"Your tired? Look at me! Have you seen my face?"
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"Your a workaholic, so it doesn't count!" She said.
"Look I got bigger problems to fix then your petty ass" he exclaimed.
"Like what? Your slutty ass assistant or some random hooker panties that I found underneath our bed this morning?" She said with sass.
"What the fuck is you talking about? What panties?" He questioned.
"These!" She pulled out a bag with a pink thong sealed in it. Michael observed it carefully squinting his eyes at it. He rolled his eyes & leaned against the wall.
"Are you sure that isn't yours?" He asked sarcastically.
"I don't wear thongs you asshole!" She whispered shout.
"You always assume I'm cheating on you with my assistant or some bitch off the street. You need jesus bitch!" He exclaimed.
She slapped him making me jump. His eyes turned brown within the quickness. He pimp-slapped causing her to fall back on the wall. A portrait fell off & broke beside her. She held her jaw with tears in her eyes. Michael stood over her & grabbed her hair. She screamed as he punched her repeatedly. I covered my mouth muffling my sobs. Her screams were getting louder after every punch.
I leaned against the wall & slide down. A few more slaps before he walked away. His footsteps passed by my door causing me to hide behind my couch. He just put his hands on her! That's all the way wrong! I wonder if he does this on the daily basis?
I immediately got up & went to diana. She laid on the floor crying with blood leaking from her nose & mouth. I bent down to her level.
"Diana? Are you okay?"
"Go away" she whimpered out. I grabbed her arm to remove it from her face. He gave her a black eye too. I took out my handkerchief & wiped away the blood.
"Does he do this on the daily basis?"
"No, just when he's mad" she whispered.
"This is wrong, he shouldn't be hitting you!"
"He has a anger problem" she sat up looking at me "its gotten worse over the years. His work is the main cause. I told him to take a vacation every now & then but he insist on continuing working. The beatings started coming often."
I shook my head disagreeing "this isn't healthy Diana. Work doesn't cause this type of shit. You need to do something."
"I want to leave but I can't. He has everything I own in his name. If I leave, I will be homeless" she said.
"Honey, i'd rather be homeless then stay in a toxic marriage."
"You don't understand anne mae. You never been in love before" she sniffed.
"No, I haven't but I do know that your being a fool. Take my advice & leave him Diana."
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I
stood in front of the crowd waiting for them to calm down. As I opened my mouth to sing, the harmony came.
Give me time to realise my crime Let me love and steal I have danced inside your eyes How can I be real?
I rocked to the left & to the right & spin!
Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? Precious kisses, words that burn me Lovers never ask you why
In my heart the fire's burning Choose my colour, find a star Precious people always tell me That's a step, a step too far
Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?
Diana stood in the back leaning on the wall staring at me with those sad eyes. She covered up that black-eye & redid her makeup. Its like she's done this everytime. You couldn't tell she was beaten.
Words are few I have spoken I could waste a thousand years Wrapped in sorrow, words are token Come inside and catch my tears You've been talking but believe me If it's true you do not know This boy loves without a reason I'm prepared to let you go
If it's love you want from me Then take it away Everything's not what you see It's over again
Michael walked up to her with a bouquet of red roses in his hand. She took them gracefully & hugged him. I rolled my eyes at that pathetic woman. She's really a fool in love.
Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry? Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?
