Saved From Myself

(2)

"So if not for love then for what Jesse?"

"Simple, I wanted a maid who would cook, clean, and cater to my every need. And someone who I could have sex with whenever I wanted. But you got even fatter and then, even that had to stop."

"You are such a bastard. Fine, we can get a divorce no problem."

"Oh I don't think you understand, you are mine, doll, my property and my wife."

"Fuck you Jesse, I'm leaving and that's that. So cook your own damn dinner, wash your own clothes and take care of yourself."

I turned away from the stove and started walking away. He grabbed me and pulled me towards his chest.

"You go where I tell you you can go!"

"Fun how I went shopping today and you didn't say shit. Now get the fuck off of me, I'm out of here!"

I snatched away from him and started off to our bedroom. I grabbed a suitcase out of the closet and threw it on the bed. I rushed back over to the dresser and grabbed an armful of clothes. I was so tired of him and this dysfunctional ass marriage! Who the fuck did this guy think he was? I was Aviyah Simmons and damn it, it was time I became her again. Before meeting this joke of a man, I was on top of the world, hell, I had an empire of plus sized clothing stores before I met him, and he forced me to sell them all just so I could be his "maid." 

Well fuck that! I was getting my life back, starting tonight.

"Aviyah, what the fuck did I just say?!" He growled

"Don't care Jesse. Call one of your sluts up, I'm sure they'll take care of you."

I turned my back on him and continued packing. I was so pissed and hurt right now, and I damn sure needed to get out of here. I was done being Jesse Bellamy's doormat. I didn't need this.

I felt him grab my arm and wrench it harshly behind my back, shoving me towards the bed.

"Ow Jessie, you're hurting me!" I yelled, trying to swipe at him with my other hand

"Shut up!" He growled

He hoisted me up harshly and slapped me twice across the face, sending me spiraling to the foor. I looked at him with tears of anger welling up in my eyes, oooh he was gonna pay one day.

"You little bitch! What, you thought all of a sudden you could stand up to me and that would be that?" He asked, kicking me in the side

The wind was knocked out of me, and I tried a feeble attempt of crawling away towards the door to try and escape, but that wasn't happening. He yanked me back by my hair and slammed me on my back, forcing me to look up at him.

"You made Anna leave and you ruined my night. You know your fucking place Aviyah, you cook, clean, and then you shut up and disappear so I won't have to look at you anymore. And now, you have the nerve to actually stand up to me?" He roared