Insane...

Interlude

Intro...

He grabbed me by my throat and slung me across the room. "UGHH," I groaned out in pain. Thud! My head hit the dresser. I touched my forehead, I felt blood running down. "Avery. Avery, please stop!"I whispered in despair. I was tired. I was being lifted up from off the floor roughly. Then I felt a wet glob hit my face. Next thing you know, I dropped to the ground. Why was he doing this?

"Bitch."He mumbled walking away from me. I heard footsteps go towards the front door, and the door slammed shut a few seconds later. I couldn't cry, I couldn't get up. I felt weak, again. This was nothing new. Avery gets mad and lashes out, then takes it out on me. We have been together since junior year of high school. He wasn't always like this. But Avery experienced life, bad. From college parties to smoking, drinking, stealing, dealing...you name it. After he graduated, I thought he would've changed. But, he fooled me. He was the same ole' same ole'. Not only does he lash out at random, but he lashes out when things don't go his way. Or, if I confront him about him cheating on me. I've caught him multiple times doing that.

So you ask me, why am I still here? I don't know what my life would be like without him. He's not always like this. He can be sweet, gentle, loving, caring, protective, etc. But I know his limits and what can turn him evil really quick. Through it all, my love for him never changes. You see, he's done a lot for me. He is solely the provider. He works his tail off while I make sure everything is organized around the house. I'm just a girlfriend, no kids, no job, no friends. Only my boyfriend, a mansion, and our part-time maid, Isabella; whom I love dearly.

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*Three weeks later!*

"And that was the last time I had seen or talked to him. I don't know where he could be,"I lied. The FBI agents were blankly staring at me.

"Ms. Baker, this is really serious. You have nerve damage to your brain, a fractured rib- you could've died that night." The female agent spoke.

"Like I said...I don't know his whereabouts. I haven't heard from him." I responded. She just started at me and slightly scoffed. "Well, if you hear anything..please let us know. In the meantime, I hope for a speedy recovery. Doctor said you have less than twenty four hours before you're outta here."the male agent spoke. I slightly smiled and said, "Yea."

"Again, if you hear from him...contact myself or Agent Young. Stay safe,"and with that, both agents left. I mentally pulled out my phone and texted Avery, "they're gone." He sent a thumbs up emoji and I locked my phone. Three weeks ago, I almost lost my life. The agent was right. I was found unconscious, lifeless in my master bedroom. Isabella found me. She said I looked helpless. She saved me. I was brought here and I've been in here ever since. Avery and I have been texting for the past week. He sent a voice message saying how sorry he was and how Isabella was disappointed in him and wanted to quit. But, she only stayed because of me. This time, it was different. I was tired. I am tired. I'm done letting this weak ass man have control over me. It's time to get my life, my heart, my dreams back from the man who stole it right from underneath me.

Somebody tried to hurt me. I was promised to be loved, protected, honored...and the trust was broken. He broke me. So what did I do? I became untouchable. I became crazy, I became upset-I became hard. Or, some may even call it...

Insane.