Sanctuary

Chapter 1: His glowing eyes

Brielle: July 17th 2017

I've been sitting at the kitchen table staring at the clock for the past 20 minutes waiting for him to be home... supper will be ready in 2 minutes and he should be walking in the door only a few minutes after that, dinner will be served hot; immediately when he walks in the door like he demands. Tonight I'm making chicken tacos, one of his favourites which honestly puts a lot of pressure on me... if I screw it up in any way he is going to be pissed. The front door swings open before the timer for the chicken goes off, "honey I'm home!" Daniel yells from the front door. Just as he walks in the kitchen the timer starts beeping.

"Hey handsome I made chicken tacos for you", I tell him as I rush over to pull the chicken out of the oven. "Okay, I'm just going to change quick", he says before he heads to the bedroom. I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding in when he exits the room.

I quickly make up the tacos before Daniel gets back down stairs, I pour him a glass of vodka and sprite(his favourite) and then I sit down across from his seat and wait for him to return before I start eating.

It's been about 10 minutes and he hasn't came to eat yet which is kind of odd... usually he just changes quick for supper and then showers after, I wonder what's taking so long. His food is going to get cold soon and he is going to be furious. I take a big gulp of my wine to hopefully calm my nerves. "Brielle!!" Daniel yells in his sinister tone of voice that he uses when I screw up. I shoot up from my chair and walk to the bedroom to face his wrath. "Yes? What's wrong Daniel?" I ask when I reach our tiny bedroom, he has his back to me but when he turns around I see he has my phone. "Who the fuck is Lochlan Schmit?" He asks me with his face getting redder by the second.

"Oh he's a possible new client, he is trying to set up a engagement photo shoot", I manage to choke out without stuttering. "Bull shit!" He yells as he starts charging across the room headed straight for me. "Tell me who the fuck he is!" He shouts as he shoves me into the wall. "I swear! It's for a photo shoot" I cry out before he wraps his hand around my throat. I try and kick and claw at him but he's too big. I am only 5.2 and Daniel is atleast 6.1, plus he built very well from all the hours he spends at the gym. Just as I feel like I'm about to lose consciousness he releases his hand and I drop to the floor gasping for air.

"You are lying to me you fucking slut!" He screams as he kicks me swiftly in the ribs making me cry out, "no stop!" I beg, he jumps on top of me straddling my hips. "You are fucking mine!" He spits before he strikes me in the face. He never hesitates to hit me in the face, it's not like he ever lets me leave the house so he doesn't need to worry about people seeing the bruises... That is why he took me away from my hometown, from my family and my friends, from my fucking baby sister. He took me away so no one could watch him break me.

He wraps his hand around my throat again and squeezes so hard he's going to leave a mark for sure. He drops down and sticks his slimy tongue in my mouth, he kisses me in a way that I have grown to despise... I haven't always hated this man, I loved him madly for about 6 months and then he snapped, he turned into a completely different person. A fucking monster. I try and kiss him back because I know I will be punished if I don't but my head is fuzzy from the grip he has on my neck.

Suddenly he lets go and jumps off of me, "you fucking disgust me", he shakes his head and then he leaves me panting on the floor. I try and compose myself and head out to the kitchen, expecting he's ready for dinner now, but only he's not in the kitchen... I scan my eyes around looking for him until he appears behind me and wraps his one arm around my small torso and with his other hand he is gripping a steak knife against my throat. "No Daniel baby stop", I beg him. He's never went this far before and I'm afraid of what his limits are right now...