I laid behind Jahseh, crying as he continued to go through my phone. There was an intermission where he put me against the wall because of my messages with Kay. But I fought back, I punched his chest which wasn't good.
I shouldn't have did that.
My body was in pain but I didn't have any bruises yet. I hope I don't, I just got rid of them. Him throwing me around though I'm sure I'll have some in a few hours.
"Hm so only one problem" he spoke, sitting my phone down.
"You can get up now" he told me, lifting his arm off of me.
I sat up and wiped my eyes before walking away from him.
He held me down because I kept trying to fight back. Eventually after being overpowered so many times I gave up. It was obvious that I wasn't going to beat him.
"Where you going?" He asked, following me upstairs.
"To go to sleep" I answered with a sniff.
He didn't respond but I could still feel him behind me. It was fine, I didn't want to talk. I wanted him to hold me and apologize, even though I know it's not sincere because he makes me feel better.
Even though I know what he did was wrong and he'll still do it again. He's the only one the comforts me after. Everyone else acts like I did it or like I have a disease or something.
He climbed in the bed after me, pulling me into him and moving my hair out of my face to kiss my cheek. Afterwards he wiped my face of the tears that wouldn't stop.
"I'm sorry" he told me, beginning to kiss down my shoulder.
"I know" I mumbled, cuddling myself into my pillow.
He let me go and flipped on to his back which means he wants me lay on his chest and I did. Beginning to cry again because turning over hurt. He sighed and put his hands in my hair, massaging my head.
I don't even know why I tried to hit him, I'm just tired. Hitting him didn't make it better though it just made it worse leaving me back at square one. Square one and a little more scared.
Feeling his breathing slow down and hearing his light snores let me know that he was asleep making me sit up and look up at him.
I looked over his chest to see if even a sort of bruise was starting to appear but there wasn't one making me nod and stand up from the bed. I didn't leave a bruise on him but I know for sure I have at least one.
I stripped myself and checked myself in my body mirror to see that I had a good amount. It was expected because he'd literally tossed my body across the room once I punched him.
My eyes widened as I looked at them, deciding to wash myself to get this feeling off of me at least. It wasn't working like that and was impossible for it to.
Looking over my body made me cry, it hurt so bad to think about. In the midst of me crying to myself the door opened before the curtain, revealing Jahseh.
I looked up at him before looking back down, keeping myself bawled up in the tub while the water ran down my hair.
He turned the water off before squatting beside the tub and lifting my wet hair out of my face. He lifted my head and tilted his head at me.
I didn't say anything but continued to hold back my tears which made him pull me up out of the tub, cradling me in his arms.
He wrapped me in a towel before taking me into the room and drying my body which confused me.
He started to rub my lotion in for me while I took the towel, wrapping my hair. He took his shirt off and put it on me before kissing my forehead.
"I'll see you later" he told me, tucking me in the bed.
"You better answer the door."
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