Saviour

That night

Me and Lewis had been together 4 years since the night i met him we grew very close. Unfortunately what I didn't know that night was I made the worst mistake Turing around I wish I never left the house. Lewis was a dark and twisted person I later found that out.

As our relationship grew he would buy me things and look after me he gave me a roof over my head after everything I went through he was what I needed at that time At least. The closer we grew the more I could see cracks I was so fucking oblivious to the reg flag right in front of my face. I remember one night I went out with Millie and he didn't like the outfit I wore he said I looked like I had something to offer for other men. I wore it anyways because I looked hot at fuck, arriving back home that night my whole wardrobe was burned. I confronted him and ask him why he did it. I didn't get an answer but a hard painful slap to the face that made a red sting that lasted a day. He hit me never in my life had a man raised his hand at me, as the months and years grew on it got worse. The slap turned into a punch turned into broken bones no doctors thought to ask anything as my loving dickhead of a boyfriend reassured them on just how clumsy I was.

Night I would lie in bed and tell myself he was doing this because he loved me he was protecting me little did I know how stupid I was. I would wake up to him being drunk coming home past midnight I would pretend to be asleep as I didn't want him touching me his touch made my stomach curl. One night he came home like always and lay next to me he poked my arm to see if I was asleep I didn't move I held any breath that was threatening to come out. He couldn't know I was awake not that it mattered. He started to pull down my pants and insert himself I muffled cried into my pillow thinking what I did to deserve this. I wasn't a bad person I lived my life respecting everyone doing as everyone says I pleaded with god to save me he didn't. He turned me around to face him my eyes slammed shut I couldn't see his face I didn't want to the grimace look I knew he had. "Open your eyes you fucking hoe" is what he screamed at me I opened my eyes to only see a tidal wave about to fall I screamed for him to stop I beg but nothing would save me I was stuck. After all I needed him he was my life and the only person to look after me I was scared without him.

Now
I walked down the streets of Monaco hand in hand with Lewis I did enjoy when we were out in public as he would be all fake love shit. This was the only time he would speak nice to me and not his awful slurs, i dressed up nicely for our meal after all it was our holiday I loved coming here it was my favourite place the city life was amazing and the people where so kind. We sat down for dinner on this gorgeous terrace restaurant over looking the whole of Monaco in that moment I felt bliss I knew I couldn't leave this place it was part of me I had happy memories here. During dinner I felt our waiters eyes on me all night and of course Lewis could see this too his eyes turned to a fiery raged red as he slams the check on the table. He grabbed me by my arm and dragged me out of the restaurant and pulled me in a near by alley. The rain came out of nowhere smashing down on us drenching us both he didn't care. He pulled my hair and punched my lip now all swollen bleed I felt pain I didn't want to cry I was sick of crying for him it's like he enjoyed seeing me cry. Prick. He pulled me up to the wall by my hair and said how I shouldn't have dresses like a slag and that's why the waiter was looking it was all my fault. I bowed my head and let him hurl the abuse I was numb, completely numb. He let me go and threw another fist straight to my face "you are a worthless piece of shit and your parents will be so glad their dead because you are a disappointment I'm glad their blood is on my hands so they don't have to watch you being worthless slag". That's when it dropped.

Did he have something to do with my parents death? Is he the reason I have the nightmares every night was this some sick twisted way to get power over me to control me.

I couldn't do this anymore I was going to be sick this Evil twisted man had me controlled but not anymore. "HELP" "HELP" I screamed as loud as I could praying hoping someone heard me. He punched again and again silencing me, I was not to be silenced when I now knew the truth I hurled all my anger and my body weight straight at him kicking him in the dick as hard as I could. I run like I've never ran before I don't know where but I keep running Lewis is hot on my heals but I have to get away I keep screaming for help the rain continued to pour harder and harder I couldn't see where I was going I just ran.

I keep running until I'm hit with a hard chest I look and see a man with the most beautiful green eyes staring at me in shock. I look at this man and grab onto him as if my life depended on it throwing my arms over his shoulder I knew Lewis was close and I needed to be save. "Please, please he's going to hurt me please. Don't let him hurt me please help me please please." He look at me with such a straight confused face he peered up to see Lewis running after me with a face full of anger. He looks back at me something must have went off in his head he realises what's going on I need help. "Hey.. hey it's okay chérie" he calmly spoke

Am I saved?