Abusive Love

48. Revenge? (Unedited)

Deshawn?

I tightened the robe and opened the door.

"Deshawn, what're you doing here?" I asked.

He just looked at me. What the hell. His eyes looked dark. Something was seriously wrong.

"Did Jay send you for something, his office is downstairs," I said cautiously?

"Don't say his fucking name bitch!" he yelled and started walking towards me.

 I quickly closed and locked the door, then I went into the bathroom and locked that door. I was shaking. What was happening? Deshawn always seemed very passive. I guess this was how he really was. I looked around for my phone, and after finding it. I began to call Jay.

"Jay! Deshawn is here, and he's freaking out!" I yelled, "I walked into the hallway, and he was just there. I'm locked in the bathroom."

"What the fuck, I'm on my way," He said calmly.

After that, Jay fucking hung up on me! I was crying at this point. I felt like I was alone in this now. As I was in my thought, I heard the bedroom door burst open. 

"I'm sorry Simone, but I gotta revenge on the piece of shit," Deshawn yelled into the air. 

First, he looked in the closet, then I felt him throwing himself against the bathroom door. I screamed and tried to wake myself up. This couldn't be real. Suddenly the door crashed open. I could tell Deshawn was only seeing red. Deshawn charged towards me with his hands clenched into fists. 

"Please, Jay's hurt me too, I'm not your enemy!" I screamed.

"It doesn't matter," Deshawn said while grabbing my wrists.

I had to think quick. Jay obviously wasn't gonna be here any time soon. I kneed Deshawn where the sun doesn't shine as hard as I could. Of course, he let me go and kneeled over. I ran as fast as I could out of the room and downstairs. I had no shoes on, and I wouldn't make it far outside, so I ran into the kitchen and got a knife. I hid behind the island once I heard Deshawn running down the steps. 

"Where the fuck are you!" I heard him yell.

I covered my mouth and prayed that Jay would come home. The pain in my stomach started to come back, and I groaned loudly. I cursed myself as I heard loud footsteps coming towards me. I gripped the knife and took a deep breath. 

As soon as I saw Deshawn, I stabbed him in his thigh.

"You fucking bitch!" He screamed before he grabbed me.

I tried to stab him again, but he was holding my wrist too tight. I heard my wrist crack, and I screamed. I unintentionally let go of the knife and begged for him to let go. Before I could say more, Deshawn punched me in my nose. I could feel the darkness surrounding me, I was never religious, but at this moment, I prayed. Please don't let him hurt my son. When I finally closed my eyes, I could hear Deshawn unbuckling his belt.

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