The Incident

The Incident Part 4

Ian and I had just gotten home from a family event. Things got intense with him and my mom. She criticized everything he did. Down from his career to his life habits. The moment we left back to the house, things turned left. 

"Why the hell would you allow her to say something like that?!" He yelled, slamming the door behind him as soon as we both entered the house. 

"I told you, she has a twisted personality" I laughed, trying to ease the tension. I walked toward him and rubbed his back in an up and down motion.

Without another word, he walked into the bedroom, avoiding my rub. I shoved it off at the moment. Thinking probably he's probably mad, and he'll cool off like he usually does.

I know Ian drinks, but he was against drinking too much. Just because he knew what was to come when he goes down that path of drinking, but that thought didn't stop him from drinking that day. Im not sure what all pushed him to that limit, but I know it was more than just words my mother had said. Something was bothering him, I could tell, but all he does was push me away. When things get stressful, hard, and or out of control, he drinks. It's been getting worse each day. The biggest mistake was letting him "cool off" in the room where he can abuse his drinking habits. I should have stepped in, the moment I figured something was off about him. 

At the time, I had entered the shower, to freshen myself up from the long event. I had fun, but I was sure ready to head to bed that day. I remember being so tired I could hardly keep my eyes open. Moments into my shower, I hear the restroom door swing open and slam against the wall. It was a hard impact, causing it to make a loud thump against the wall and the door knob. 

"Ian what the hell?! You scared the shit out of me! What's wrong?! Did something happen?" I yelled, washing off the soap covering my eyes which prevented me to see anything.

"Ian?! What's wrong?!" I continue to yell, but no response.

I quickly finished rinsing off the remanding soap that latches onto my body and turned off the shower. Grabbing the towel, hanging above the shower curtains, I wrapped up and began to head out, when suddenly he strikes me with the back of his hand. It came out of nowhere, I was too slow to react. I didn't see it coming on time. The force of his hand caused me to lose balance. I fell backward against the shower curtains. Turning my body to where I was able to see them, I grabbed ahold of them with both of my hands as quickly as possible, attempting to slow down my fall. Due to the weight of my body, the curtains collapse. I was able to slow down the fall, but I still hit the floor pretty hard. Luckily I didn't gain any more injuries besides my sore face from his hand, and a swollen ankle when turning too quickly.

With no words, I sit there in shock. I wasn't sure what to do or to say. I wrapped my palm around my face, tears forming in my eyes, but I fight them back to show no weakness. That was the first time it happened. And it continued on from that day. 

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Hey guys! Sorry for the late post! To make it up, Imma release two chapters today! With this being the first one! 

I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter!