Mischief Mayhem

The beginning.

I'm not the best person , i can admit to that ; i don't deserve this though.
He hit me again , and why? because i try convince him to be something better in life.

My husband is a tax collector, this means his occupation involves a lot of violence in order to complete a shift. Me being his wife who worries about his safety , I constantly try to remind him that he has the abilities and intelligence to have a less aggressive job.

But , whenever i try to remind him , he gets really agitated. I remember the first day this began clearly.
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He was involved with this gang who stole money from people illegally. one day , he came home in blood and wounds all over his body. I remember feeling my body shudder.

"Alex , how careless can you be? What happened to you?" i screeched panicking at the blood trickling down his chest.
His blood gushed down with determination landing on the tip of his beaten up shoes.

"Ah , fuck off already. You're annoying y/n" he replied viciously.
"Me? Annoying? look at the state you're in ! any good wife would be concerned about you right now ."I talk back . What was he thinking? how could he even speak to me like that after being handled that badly??
he scoffs.

Sighing , i reached my hand out to him and tried to aid him.
"OI I SAID FUCK OFF!" he slaps my hand away and looks at me , his eyes were flaming red as if they wanted to consume every fiber of my being ,
"ITS ALWAYS YOU , I HAVE AMBITIONS AND YOU RUIN THEM . MY JOB IS WELL PAID BUT YOU WANT ME TO GIVE IT UP JUST FOR WHAT? TO BECOME A LAWYER? YOU'RE PATHETIC ALL YOU CAN DO IT COMPLAIN"

"Alex...."

"ARE YOU DEAF , CAN'T YOU HEAR MY POINT IM TRYING TO GET ACROSS? YOU'RE WORTHLESS", He spewed slapping his hand across my face.

he slapped me...

I felt my heart shatter into tiny pieces like glass. A tear escaped from my eye.
I looked at him after he had threw the slap and his facial expression left several marks carved into my memory.

His pupils diluted , but his face had been stunned. I couldn't tell if he was feeling terror or excitement. His eyes lit up , but his mouth held a frown. Im scared , what is he thinking..?

As he snaps back into reality , he walks away to the bathroom and slams the door closed.

Who knew , that this was the start of a complete new relationship.