His eyes burned with an unimaginable anger, turning as black as the midnight sky. The way they changed in mere seconds let me know that he was beyond furious. I had never seen them like this before and I was truly terrified. His body charged towards me in the small room, hands gripping my shoulders tightly as he pinned me to the wall. The picture that had been previously there falling to the floor as the force jolted it.
The smell of alcohol filled my sense, letting me know that it was an attack brought on more by the dangerous liquid flowing through his veins; not that it was different when he was sober.
"Why do you seem to always disobey me?" His breath blew into my face, the smell of different drinks was enough to sicken me. The distinct smell of Whiskey and beer lingered in the air.
My voice was small, vaguely audible when I answered him.
"I don't know." I said to him even though I wasn't allowed to answer as that's what he's told me time and time again. His hold on my left shoulder was gone in a second and I knew what was coming. Before I knew it the fiery sensation was happening on my cheek.
I flinched, knowing that it hurt but I didn't let the tears fall from my eyes. I couldn't let them fall. Crying was a sign of weakness to him and I didn't want him to know I was weak; he didn't deserve the satisfaction of knowing.
"You're pathetic. You're weak. You're nothing. You are worthless." He smirked knowing he'd hit a nerve with the last insult.
"Then why are you with me?" I didn't look him in the eye. If I did it would infuriate him more.
"Because dear Savannah, if I can't have you than no one can."
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Savannah // Michael Clifford
FanfictionI couldn't tell anyone about how my relationship really was. Not because I was threatened not too but because I felt like no one would believe me. Who would believe that an up and coming singer was being abused by her boyfriend? They'd probably thin...
