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✧︎ play the song ✧︎

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✧︎ play the song ✧︎

He gently strokes my hair while looking deep into my eyes. He takes his wide right hand and slaps me hard on my face. I'm now dizzy as I try to gain my conscience again, Crying for help. I crawl as quickly as my now vulnerable body can move trying to get somewhere other than where he is. A red handprint is now stained on my cheek. My hair is messy and there's mascara running down my face.

He is standing there watching me try to crawl, it disgusts me how he can do this to me. He's A drunk mess, looks sweaty as if he was running from something. He comes up from behind me and drags me pulling my legs.

I've had enough and decided to kick him in the balls.

I got up fast and punched him with a left hook. I grabbed his shoulders, Pulled him, Kneed him in the stomach, and slapped him. I don't know where this strength came from but I've had enough of him getting drunk and abusing me. I'm saving up, working extra shifts so save up money to leave.

He's okay and on the floor. It hurts me to see people in pain even if they have done shit to me so I give him water and turn of the shower for him. I hope tomorrow if he does leave he stays out so I can finally have free time.

✧︎ next day ✧︎

I just got off work and it's 9 pm. Walking inside my home I call out to see if anyone is home, as I expected he's out. I go into my room and Take a Hot, relaxing shower. The song Good intentions by RINI starts to play and I sing along while grabbing my soft towel. I wrap it around my dripping body, my hair is wet In a t-shirt.

I walk into my closet to pick out some pajamas, I decided to go with black laces panties and a matching bra with soft big, black PJs. I spray Strong perfume in the spots where the sent will stay, spots like behind my knees, ears, and between my boobs. I hear a The front Door close and keys getting thrown on the table.

I walk out in the kitchen to see who was there and it's Him, He's drunk. again. Jesus, he just doesn't stop, does he?

"again huh?" I say with attitude.

"What did u say?" He spat back at me.

"how was ur day?" I say trying to change the subject.

"Enough. Stop trying to talk to me."

"Wow, my day was good, it was also good and Peaceful until you got here though. Goodnight Nick." And with that, I walk away To go to bed. I didn't feel like fighting and putting up with his nasty-ass attitude. Eventually, I felt the bed dip behind me, We were both Tired and Sleepy so we went to bed.

3:00 am

*BANG*

Me and Nick I both jump up fast. We race to the door, seeing The front door broken on the door. I'm shaking terrified While Nick Is in front of me checking who is there. It's Dark in the house with only one tiny light on. Tears run down my Cheek While Nick is Just confused.

"Well, well, well." A deep voice says. We both jump and look to our left. We back up slowly while a Light turns on,, A Tall Man is In A chair with a gun in his hand.

He has two men behind him, one on his right, one on his left.

"The Devil Himself."

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