Heavens Lie

01|➸ other way

"you can hear the pain in my voice, every where that i go, they will not let me go."

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I rush to the bathroom across my room as I hold my hand on my nose to evade the sticky smoke on the air. Nate was sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

Like he always does either sleeping, drinking or yelling at me. It's been going on for 2 years, I started getting used to it since then.

The scars and bruises on my body were proof of it, I try to cover up with make-up which works perfectly. He has a big influence on me. I try not to listen to his lies, he says after every time he hurted me.

I haven been trapped in this relationship for over 2 years. At the beginning you may think everything is normal like other relationships, but then it starts pursuing outlandish.

But it begins to form a consistent pattern, then it is an indication of domestic violence and abuse. My job as a stripper helps pay my bills and afford an apartment.

You probably think I could run away and leave or go to the police. But the problem is that he works there and they would probably think I'm lying. Even after trying it serval times.

I managed to get my makeup done in the bathroom as I finished, I was about to leave as I searched for my keys in my bag.

"Fuck." I left it on the table in the living room, where Nate is sleeping peacefully. If I would go he would give me a lecture. I slowly place my bag on the ground beside the door.

With slowly steps I carefully pass through the short hallway which is connected to the living room. The ticking of the clock is heard. I seek the keys on the table beside the couch.

The squeaking of my sneakers made noises that caused Nate to move a bit. I stroll over to the small table and avoid to make any kind of noise.

Reaching the table within seconds I grabbed my keys with no hesitation. But the rattle caused by the keys, woke Nate up. I bit my lips as I took a few steps back.

"Valencia, what are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be gone by now?" His voice was calm but I could still hear a bit of anger in it. It was more like a demand than a question. And now he will say...

"You know I have work later, can you be for once useful in your life and leave me alone." I chuckle at being useful. I work my ass off with the job I have and pay the rent all by myself. He is the one who doesn't do shit.

"Don't you dare," I began to say he instantly cuts me off.

"Don't you dare what? Talk Valencia, look at you, I'm all you have left. Nobody wants you in their lives, even your own parents wish you never existed.

Lies. All he does is lie to what turns out to be the truth in my head. But right inside me it's clear that it's not true.

But you are still here with me, because there is nothing else left for you. You are a disgrace to everyone, and all you do is go to work and come back, crying in the bathroom as if something is wrong."

My cheeks flushed, and my facial muscles became rigid as I stomped towards him. Grabbing him by his collar, I jerked him close to my face, gritting my teeth.

"It's because I'm tired and exhausted living here with you, I work my ass off with my job to pay the fucking rent. All you do is blaming all this bullshit on me. You know what fuck you Nate. I thought you might change." I raised my voice in the last sentence.

Now he was close to screaming, "DON'T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE ON ME." I cold shiver as I went through my spin. Tears filled in my eyes as my vision slowly drew blurry.