Broken

Chapter Fifteen

********Trigger Warning********

One year ago

I was in the kitchen preparing our dinner as I heard the door slam and feet stomping into the kitchen.

"What the hell, why isn't my dinner on the table ready for me?"

"I was just about to plate it up. You are a few minutes early."

"It should be done and ready for me!"

He slaps me across the face as I feel tears sting my eyes. I will not let them fall. It usually makes it worse when he sees me cry. He picks up the plate and throws it against the wall.

"You know I hate for my meals to be late!"

"I'm sorry. You didn't tell me you were going to be home early."

He slaps me again and I feel the sting and taste the copper in my mouth.

"You know what happens when you talk back. Now clean this up. I am going out and now I have to get something to eat too."

He says as he pushes me to the floor. I start to pick up the shattered plate on the floor as I hide my face form him as the tears start to fall. I can't hold them back as he hears a sniffle, he turns back to me and kicks me in my side. I fall over grabbing my side as I try to catch a breath.

"Stop your whining, you know I hate it!"

He turns and heads to our bedroom, and I hear the door slam. I slowly pick myself off the floor and finish cleaning up the mess. I wince as I stand up with the mess from the floor and throw it away. Once I start making my own plate, I hear him come down the stairs.

"I won't be home till late. Don't wait up."

I hear the door slam and his car back out of the driveway and head out. I sit down at the kitchen island and the tears start to fall. What has happened to us? Why has he turned into this monster? I have done everything he has asked of me. I eventually get up and finish cleaning up the mess and put away the food. I am not hungry anymore. I have to hide it in the refrigerator since he does not like leftovers. Once the kitchen is absolutely spotless, I head up to our bedroom and I crawl into bed. I just want to get this day over with and hope tomorrow I will be able to keep him satisfied. It seems like a few minutes but I know it has been hours when I am awoken by the door slamming open and I see him through the darkness. Scott stumbles over to the bed as he undresses. He climbs into bed as he slides over to me and starts kissing my neck as his hand finds its way under my shirt as he roughly palms my breast. I can smell the alcohol on his breath as he makes his way to my lips. He shoves his tongue between my lips as he roughly tears my clothes from my body and I know that this will be rough whether I want it or not. I don't fight it as I know it would make it worse. He climbs between my legs and quickly thrusts into me as I bite my lip to stifle a scream. He bites at my neck as he squeezes my breast. His thrusts are hard and fast as I silently wish for it to be over quickly. Soon I feel him still as he releases inside me. He quickly pulls out as he rolls over to his side of the bed and falls asleep snoring. I roll over and carefully go into the bathroom and clean myself up and head over to my dresser to pull out new panties and a shirt as I crawl back into bed. I curl up as far away from him as I can as I cry for the second time tonight. I think to myself that I need to get away from him any way I can.

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Present day

I am woken again by my nightmares. I hate when my past is relived in my dreams. I quietly get up and see that it is four in the morning. I head into our little kitchenette and start the coffee pot. Once it is ready I make myself a cup and head out to the balcony to watch the sunrise. I never can go back to sleep when I have these nightmares. I sit down on the little sofa and pull my legs into me. I sit for a while and think to myself. I know that Scott will come for me. He will do everything in his power to get what he wants. I can't let my friends get hurt because of me. I have to figure a way to get away to save them. As I think about this, I feel a pain in my heart, and I can't seem to breathe as I think about leaving Dustin. What is this feeling? I have never felt this way about Scott. I sit and watch the sunrise as I realize that I am falling for Dustin. He is beginning to be the air that I breathe. I have got to protect him and my friends. Now how do I get away and past Colin? That's something I have to think about. I soon hear the door slide open and Dustin sits down next to me.