Treasure

Chapter 3

Phoenix

I woke up and I got up heading to my bathroom. I grimaced when I looked as rough as I seemed to feel. It was another night full of nightmares, I do have them but last night's nightmare was worse than usual. I know it is from the stress of the possibility of Wyatt getting out of jail early. I knew one day he would be released from jail but to know it is a couple of years sooner than I was ready for, it scares the living shit out of me. I look like a scorned wife because we put on this facade, we were a perfectly happy couple. I did it to reduce the chance of getting beat when we got home. But looking back I do not think we were happy, Amanda told me he was using me. I should have listened to her, but I was happy one of the popular boys nonetheless the town's golden boy who was the quarterback on the football team was interested in me. I was such a fool, he only liked me because of my small frame and pretty face. Yes, it was no secret that Wyatt was good looking with his shaggy blond hair and hazel eyes. He had the rugged rich bad boy look. He always wore his leather jacket. He said it gave him an edge. All it did was make him stink from sweating in his jacket.

I should have left earlier, there were so many signs. He was never faithful and always wanted to go to parties alone, again I chose not to say anything because the one time I said something about it, he told me.

"You are lucky to be with someone like me. My family is wealthy and because you are with me you have things you never could have before. I will be playing in the NFL, and you will never have to work for anything and can have people do whatever you want for you because I am and will always be important." He was an entitled little shit, especially after we got married. Wyatt wanted to be married right away and I did what he said Loretta tried so many times to have us not get married, probably the only good thing she ever did for me was trying to get us to break up. Wyatt was determined, and we pretended like we were completely in love with each other. After we graduated, we had an obnoxiously huge wedding. I hated it what I wanted was a small intimate wedding but that would not do for a Knight wedding it got turned into a spectacle. I am talking chandelier, a poofy wedding dress. All the unnecessary bells and whistles.

I was expected to look the part of a perfect wife from the moment I woke up to the moment I went to bed. It got so much worse after he started abusing alcohol. After he beat me, he told me "Go clean yourself up you are an embarrassment to the family name." I was to cater to Wyatt's every need, and sex became a chore with him. He was extremely selfish and was not allowed to have an orgasm before me but I faked it because if I took too long, he would beat me. The consequences were not worth being beat or having him embarrass me next time we would be around our friends saying things like I am a greedy slut because I did not wait for him. And that was one of the nicer things he would say.

It did not help that his friends are just as much entitled assholes as he is. They would accuse me of flirting with them when Wyatt was not in the room so they could watch Wyatt beat on me. That was their favorite entertainment. I would try and avoid being alone with his friends. But no one in this town would ever do anything to help me, I went to the local police station without makeup so they could see the bruises, but they told me I need to be careful where I was going and not be so clumsy. I should have taken Amanda's offer and left Wyatt, but I felt like I owed him for taking me out of poverty. I now know that it was all manipulation to get me to do what I want and that was for him to abuse me in every way.

One day he and his friends got drunk and they got the terrible idea to try and ride a bull while they were drunk. Wyatt got seriously hurt, he shattered his hip, I stayed by his side and helped him through everything. Even with his mother who has hated me since the moment I came into Wyatt's life. She always looked down on me and always thought he should get back together with his ex-girlfriend Grace. Every time I would cook or do something for Wyatt, she would take it and throw it away because he was not going to eat the filth I made. And tell me Grace made better food or Grace would not serve Wyatt this filth.