Taleah
"Are you fucking kidding me!" My boyfriend exclaimed as he threw my photo shoot picture to the floor.
"Babe, please. I'm sorry, I thought I could surpri-"
"Shut up!" He striked me across the face.
"You out here hoeing with these fucking pictures and expect me to like this?! You really are a stupid bitch." He added, pushing me to the floor.
"I just wanted to make you happy." I softly said as I tried to keep my composure, knowing I was on the verge of tears. I dusted myself off as I stood up.
"You not going back. This is ri-fucking-diculous!"
"Babe, please don't do this. It's the only thing I've dreamed of, and now I finally have the chance to do it. Don't take this away from me, please."
"Fuck your dreams! You think I give a damn about your fucking dreams?! You're a fucking joke!"
"I just want to be happy! You never let me enjoy myself! It's always what you want to do!" I yelled at him, immediately covering my mouth afterwards. Big mistake.
He pushed me up against the wall as he firmly choked me.
"Who you think you raising your voice at? Huh?"
"Babe..I..ca-can't..breath." I struggled to pry his hands from around my neck. He let go and punched me in my eye. He then grabbed my hair, throwing me face first into the wall. My nose started to bleed as I cried.
"Stop all that crying! You asked for this!" He threw the flower vase at my head before walking out the door.
I grabbed my phone to call my sister. She's the only one that is able to keep me going. She knows how hard it is to get out of an abusive relationship, hence her being in one before me. She is very patient with me, but not with herself because she is very protective over me and hasn't killed him, due to me asking her not to.
"Hello?"
"He did it again..." I said to her as I cried in pain.
"Are you kidding me right now? He already put you in the fucking hospital from breaking your arm and pulling a muscle, now he beating on you again?!"
"He was mad at me for the Valentine's Day photo shoot I did to surprise him, but it didn't go as planned."
"I'm coming to get you. Pack all your stuff, but leave everything he got you. You're moving with me whether you like it or not."
"Alright. He just left so there is no telling when he'll come back. Please hurry."
"Alright. I'm coming right now. You've seen me in my bummy days, it's ok."
"Can we also go to the walk-in clinic that does surgery? I think he broke my nose when he threw me into the wall."
"He threw you into a wall? He better count his motherfucking days!"
"Zo, please don't. I don't want you in jail."
"I'm sick of him hurting you, don't worry bout me. I never said I would be the one doing the killing, just said he better count his motherfucking days."
