Liya has been struggling through her marriage. Her husband cheats and beats on her......how much will she take until she break???
Will she ever escape his grasps or will she be locked away by him forever?
My name is Liya Tiara Thompson and I'm a stay at home wife. I'm a plus size woman with beautiful natural hair. I use to work as a school teacher, until I met my husband Jay Thompson. He works for a insurance company. We dated for three years until he popped the question. My parents and older brother didn't approve of Jay. They felt like something was off about him. I wouldn't listen because I was in love with him. I didn't invite my family to the wedding. A few months after our wedding my husband made me quit my job. Yeah, you heard right he don't trust me and he beat me whenever he thinks I'm cheating. The beating started last year after Thanksgiving and he saw me talking to my old classmate, Derek Hicks. We were talking about how his wife was pregnant and he was ready to be a father. Jay didn't believe me and beat me so bad I was in the hospital for a week. But who would have thought that would be my last day of work, talking to Derek and having my freedom.
Present
Today is our 2nd year anniversary and I baked a cake. I fixed my hair and dressed up for him. Maybe today things will be better. I heard the car come in the drive way. I ran to the front door and waited on him. "Welcome, home honey", I said when he walked in the house. "Bitch did you cook my dinner yet?" Jay said after knocking me out the way.
"Yes, baby I did and also I baked a cake for our anniversary today" I said going to get the cake. When I came back with the cake he was sitting in his chair. "Do you want some baby?" I asked leaning down with the cake. Jay grabbed my wrist and flipped the cake on the floor. Jay shouted "Did I ask for some dam cake?!?.....No I didn't I want my food so I can go to bed!!!" "B-but baby I thought we could have a day to our self" I stuttered. However, I don't know why in the hell I said that because next thing I know he slapped me. I fall on the floor. I tried to get up but was kicked in the stomach. "Bitch when I say do something just do it!!!"he yelled. I screamed and begged him to stop but it made it worst. After 30 minutes of screaming while getting beat, Jay walked off and went upstairs. I slowly rose off the floor to go clean myself up. My side was bruised and swollen. It looked really bad so I️ decided I️ would go to the hospital tomorrow while Jay is at work. After, I fixed myself I️ went to clean up the cake and put the food up. Twenty minutes of cleaning, I slowly walked to the stairs to go to bed. The bedroom room door was slightly open with the lights off. I walked to the bed and slowly laid down. Suddenly the tears begin to fall and the darkness consume me.
The next day, I laid in bed until Jay got ready for work. He walked in the room. "When i come back after work, I expect you to have my dinner ready. While you're at it clean yourself up" Jay said walking away. Next I hear the front door slam close and Jay drive off. I slowly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to be shocked with the reflection of my face. My face was badly beaten. I had a busted lip, black eye and a purple bruise on my neck. I was to afraid to look at my stomach under my clothes. I walked away from the mirror to get in the shower. After, completing my hygiene routine I got dressed to head to the hospital. My outfit consist of a white turtle-neck shirt, denim shorts and a tan trench coat. (her outfit below)
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
