No Happy Endings [ON HOLD]

part 7

An hour late i finally gained enough strength to pull my body up off the bathroom floor.  I looked at the mirror seeing my red puffy eyes. I splashed water of my face and tried to put make up on so it wouldnt look too bad when Nana came home. I couldnt let her see me like this. She was too young to have something like this on her shoulders.

About 10 minutes later I heard a knock at the door. I knew that Ty had left earlier to go with his boys. I mean of course why wouldnt he when his girlfriend was crying on the bathroom floor. I opened the door to see Ty's mom holding a very sleepy Nana in her arms. She handed my baby to me and looked at me weirdly. 

"Have you been crying Emery?" She asked me with a concerned face. I wish i could tell her, tell somebody but i knew no one could help. "No, i just woke up" i told her with a fake smile. She opened her mouth to speak again but i cut her off in the nicest way possible. "Im sorry but i really dont feel good. Thank you for dropping babygirl off." She looked like she had something else to say but she let it go and said bye before turning to go. I closed the door and took Nana to her room. I laid her on her bed then turned on the baby monitor.

I went to the kitchen to make dinner knowing that there would be trouble if i didnt. I made Ty's favorite, enchiladas and rice. I checked the clock and it was 11 o clock  so i decided to just make him a plate and put it in the microwave for him to eat when he got home. I didnt even eat. feeling disgusted with myself. I put the food in containers and went to take a shower so i could go to bed. 

I was in a deep  sleep when all of a sudden i felt something heavy get on me. I tried to open my eyes but i was so tired that i couldnt fully open them. I gave up trying to fight the sleep and began embracing it until i felt a hand on my lower stomach making its way up the center then around my breast , slightly squeezing then continued its way up my throat. I knew it was Ty so i didnt make a move to stop it. I felt his hand wrap around my throat . I felt my airway being cut off and my eyes shot open.  He was leaning over me, his eyes bloodshot and even though i was struggling to breathe the stench of liquor coming off of him. I tried to claw his hand away from my throat, I attempted t to kick him but he was on my legs. his grip tightened slightly then he leaned in to whisper in my ear. "You fat bitch didnt i tell you to that you need to lose weight. Go throw up those enchiladas now." He let go of me and roll on to his side of the bed. I struggled to catch my breath again panting and touching my neck in disbelief. 

"You stupid a$s I DIDNT EAT IT ! I made it for you!" I screamed. He slapped me than yanked me by my hair bring his face close to mine. "dont you ever raise your voice at me again you slut!" he slurred. He punched me again and again and  again. I tried to put my arms up in defense but it was no use. I felt myself getting weaker my body giving up. 

All of a sudden i hear a scream. "MOMMY!!!!!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!