"You won't choke me when you come out, right?" She smiles, what a tease.
"Stop it," I warn her. "That's a bad habit I can't seem to get rid of, and your neck looks pretty with my hand around it anyways," I smirk and she rolls her eyes.
"It's okay, I...
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My eyes go wide in alarm and I rush to push the door in attempt to close it so he wouldn't be able to come in and hurt me in my own house but I failed miserably at that and was thrown against the floor as a result of him pushing the door so harshly.
The door was slammed against the wall behind it making a loud noice and I winced at the compact my butt made with the floor. I moved to lean my weight on my hip and rub my behind with my hand to ease the pain.
"Oww," I cry out closing my eyes not wanting to look at him at all, I'm scared if I do he'll get offended and try to hurt me.
"If you didn't try to close the door on me like I was a murderer that wouldn't have happened." He stated, dropping my school bag on the floor.
I forgot to take my bag? I was that frustrated and out of it that I forgot to grab it when I left.
My thoughts were cut off as he approached me and slid his arm behind my back to lift me up on my feet with ease, my hand on his shoulder to push him away and step back with confusion on my face.
"You're welcome." He said showing no expression like he didn't even mean that and turned his back to me to walk out of the door, I instantly ran and slammed it shut to press my back against it and sigh glad he left. So I don't have to be scared to be inside my house as well.
I grab my bag and make my way upstairs to my room to get a shower and get his smell off of me and relax because I feel very uncomfortable.
I have to do something about this, I need to make myself invisible if possible so he can't spot or bother me. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to tolerate his attitude, it's not easy and not normal.
I'm also not going to enter his car again and if he tries anything I'm going to slap him again and I'm going to report him to...whoever can help because I can't deal with him.
He's too much, he's forceful, abusive, and I don't want to say it but he's psychotic and he needs serious help.
I bite my lip thinking of this and and shake my head to get in the bathroom and start undressing to take a shower and stop these thoughts.
...
Putting my brush down on the counter top of my sink I exit the bathroom and sit on my bed with a long sigh. I grab my phone to check if I have any calls from anyone and I confirmed that there were non but there were a couple of texts from Lewis which I opened immediately and read:
Lewis: Where are you two? Class has started. Lewis: Come on cupcake tell me you are coming to school. Lewis: god damn it you never miss school why did you do this to me I miss you.
