The Cleave [MarkHyuck]

.Prologue.

If my life was any better than yours, just because I rode in fancy cars and slept on luxurious silk you were wrong. Entirely, it was a golden cage, or more like plated brass, rich families weren't as good as they seemed, it was the facade they wore to snare people and trap them for their selfish deeds. Amidst all these I met Mark Lee, a sweetheart of a boy with amazing grades, a face of a God and just him. I've been dating him since I was 13, trust me my life seemed to have got so much better than before. Or was it?

"What are you doing?!" I flinched as I drop my cellulose blending sponge on the floor. He grabbed my wrist, infuriated with God knows what.

"C-Covering the bruise. Baby what's wrong?" Mark's small dark eyes fall on the bruise on jaw, he glides a thumb on it.

"Everything.........." He breathed then his grip on my wrist tightened as he slammed me on the nearest wall as harshly as he can, "Why were you with Yuta?!" He slapped me so hard that I fell on the ground hitting my crown.

"Baby he's my bodyguard! You know Mommy won't let me go alone. We are together because he lets me off and not report to her." Mark just starts beating me, it hurts so much but this was who he was now. A monster.

After our highschool graduation we got married at the adorable small church on the mountain. I know I was just 18 when he bounded me to him, I wanted it though. I wanted to marry him and spend my whole life with this man. Sadly a few months later he started to change and he became so abusive towards me I didn't understand why. He wouldn't tell me. He never sexually abused me, not once not twice, in fact we hadn't even done it yet. He left on our wedding night and........

"So what university do you want to go? Our break will soon be over." I ask him hours later when he's calm, we decided to take a years break so we can go together. He did that so he can graduate school together.

"Let's take another years break........I can't now." He mumbled, I noticed his fingers shaking and he seemed so different from how he used to be.

"Oh......Okay. Anything you say. Baby?" I made him look at me, I was dressed in tiny shorts and a cropped t-shirt. "I love you!!" His eyes scanned my body, I wanted him. I know I'm shameless but he was my husband and I wanted him so bad.

"I love you too." He whispered, distant with remorseful eyes. Did he? I knew he did, he was trying so hard to not break. What was wrong with this boy?

The abuse continued, he would beat me for hours or sometimes even pull my hair harshly. Domestic violence could be a crime right? Then why didn't I want to complain? Why didn't I want to hate him? I love him so much that I decided to leave, perhaps if we were destined to be together we'd come back as one. So with a bleeding crown, bruised lips and shaking hands I wrote to him.

My Dearest Baby Lion,

Forgive me for taking such a decision, it hurts so much, I love you and I always will......This isn't a divorce for I still want you, no one knows about us so let's keep this on the downlow for now. I can no longer bear the abuse you put me through.....Why? Why do you beat me so? Don't get any worse when I'm gone and......Baby don't ever move on from me.

I'll come back..

I swear on my life I'll come back.

With Love,

Donghyuck (Wifey Bear)