Chapter Two

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The next day I woke up to find Seth missing from the bed. I called out to him but he didn't respond. So I decided to call him.

Seth: Hello?

Cora: Where are you?

Seth: I'm hanging out with my friends.

Cora: But it is only 7:30Am.

Seth: Stop worrying about me.

I heard a woman's voice in the background.

Cora: Why do I hear a woman's voice in the background?

Seth: What are you talking about?

Cora: Don't play dumb to me.

Seth: DON'T TALK TO ME THAT WHY.

Cora: Are you cheating on me?

Seth: What the fuck is your problem? No I am not fucking cheating on you.

Cora: Don't lie to me asshole.

Seth: YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD ASSHOLE WHEN I GET HOME.

Cora: I just wanted to know the truth. (Begin to cry)

Seth: DON'T FUCKING CRY. I'M ON MY WAY HOME RIGHT NOW.

Seth hung up the phone and I started to cry. I'm afraid of what he would do to me. I got out of bed, went in the shower, got dressed in casual clothes, and ate breakfast before Seth got home. No before Seth killed me.

I was sitting on the couch texting my best friend and I heard a car pull into the driveway and it turned out to have been Seth's car. I ran back to the couch and tried to not show my fear. Seth opens the door and then slam the door shut.

Seth: GET THE FUCK UP.

I hesitantly stood up. And as soon as I stood up, Seth slapped me really hard across my face. I try my best to don't cry.

Seth: YOU ARE A FUCKING ASSHOLE. HOPE YOU KNOW THAT.

Cora: But I wanted to know the truth.

Seth slapped me in the face again.

Seth: DON'T TALK. ASSHOLE.

Seth grabbed my arm and pulled me into our bedroom.

Cora: What are you going to do?

Seth: SHUT UP BITCH.

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