abusive

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I was cooking dinner while vinnie was sitting on the couch. I accidentally zoned out and burned the food. "you've got to be kidding!" I said under my breath. Vinnie came over.

"what happened?" he leaned against the counter. "I accidentally burned the food.." I answered, turning the stove off. "you what?!" He has been waiting for 30 minutes for dinner. "Im sorry.. I dozed of i-" his hand struck my face.

I held my cheek and looked up at him, tears threatening to fall. "clean this up." and he left slamming the door. I burst into tears.. he's never hit me before. I cleaned up the mess, and headed to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, and saw a bruise forming on my cheek. I heard footsteps, and the bathroom door opened.

"ugh! Are you still complaining? Get out." He shoved me out, causing me to slip and fall. My head hitting the corner of the bed frame. I got up, and laid down curling up into a small ball getting under the covers. Vinnie came out shortly after, and I pretended to be asleep. I was facing his side, and slowly starting to regret it. Afraid of what he might do to me next.

He laid next to me, but I wasn't sure if he was facing me or not. I got my answer when he used his thumb to rub small circles over the bruised spot. "Im so sorry, baby.." he whispered. "I promise I won't do it again." He placed a very gentle kiss on the light bruise. I couldn't help but smile.

"are you awake?" He chuckled. My eyes opened, and he began to tickle me. "stop!" I said laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. He eventually stopped and laid next to me. "Im sorry for hurting you."

"it's okay.. let's just get some sleep, yeah?" With that, he pulled me close to him and i don't remember what happened after that, but I was now in the bathroom. Me and vinnie were arguing again. "do you see this?!" I pointed to the bruise on my face.

"you promised you wouldn't do it again, and now I have a bruise on my stomach too! What is wrong with you?!" I yelled at him. His eyes became dark and filled with anger. His large veiny tatted hand wrapped around my throat.

"who do you think you are, thinking you can speak to me that way? Huh?" He yelled at me. He shoved me against the wall, causing a hole to form and me falling onto the ground crying and gasping for air. He walked out leaving me there. He came back not too long after with a water bottle. "Get up!" He lightly kicked my leg.

I was too weak. He slammed the bottle down on the counter, causing me to flinch. He grabbed my arm pulling me up. My face was red and puffy. He grabbed my waist gently, and lifted me up on the counter. "here.. I got you some pain reliever." He said, handing me the pill and water.

I took it. "why do you do this to me?" I asked softly. He wiped the tears away. "why do you hurt me, then apologize after and then do it again?" I sniffled. He looked down, resting his hand on my thigh. "why do you give me so many chances?"

"because I believe you'll change.." I answered, crying again. He got in between my legs, and removed my shirt. My arms immediately wrapped around my waist, hiding the bruises he caused. He removed my arms setting them to the side. He lowered himself, placing kissed on my waist, hips, stomach, and shoulders. My stomach looked smaller than usual.

"when's the last time you ate, baby?" He removed his shirt slipping his over my head instead. I shrugged my shoulders. "come on." He carried me to the kitchen because I was still pretty weak. He set me on the counter and began to cook for me. He would make me laugh and peck my lips every few minutes.

I hopped off the counter. "Let me help!" I exclaimed, feeling like we we're finally getting better and he changed. "no it's okay.." he looked at me, as I stood next to him. "come on.. I love to cook too." I giggled, rubbing his back. He slammed the knife down. "you just won't let me do anything for you!" My smile immediately faded. He was now towering over me.

"since you think you can do it, go ahead and do it yourself!"

"all i said was i wanted to help.. im sorry.." i tried not to cry. He scoffed, shoving me out of the way. "where are you going?" he didn't say anything. "please we can talk about this.. stop leaving me.." I sobbed. He slammed the door, and I watched him get in his car and drive off through the glass door. I can't do this anymore, and I can't leave him.

I walked over to the medicine cabinet, grabbed a handful of pills. I grabbed a water, and picked up my phone in my shaky hand, calling him. "what?" He answered, clearly annoyed. "I love you.." he didn't say anything. Instead, he hung up. I set my phone down, looking at my lockscreen of us. My arms were around his neck and his arms were around my waist. He was kissing my cheek with a smile, while my eyes were closed with a big smile on my face.

We used to be so happy.. I don't know what happened. I cried, opening the water, and shoving the pills down my throat. "Im sorry, vinnie." I whispered. I sat on the kitchen floor, not too long after, my eyes grew heavy, and breathing started to become a challenge. I fell over, his shirt slightly showing my stomach. It was now dark out, and vinnie walked through the door with food in his hand.

"y/n?" His soft voice spoke. "I got your favorite.." he hasn't turned the corner yet. He set the food down with his keys, and I noticed he has.. my favorite flowers too. He turned the corner and saw me laying there on the floor, lifelessly. It was too late now. He found me 4 hours after I died.

He rushed over to me, getting on his knees. "no no no no.. come on." He did mouth to mouth, but I knew it wasn't going to bring me back. He set me on his lap, looking at all the bruises he created. It made him sob more. "Im so sorry for hitting you, my love.. I'm sorry for it all." He pressed his forehead against mine. He felt my face noticing how cold I was, knowing it was too late to save me. "I was gonna propose to you.." he sobbed.

But, I was rudely awoken to someone wiping my eyes. "y/n..?" I heard. My eyes were still closed. "hm?" I laid on my side. My eyes fluttered open when I saw vinnie sitting at the edge of the bed. "why are you crying?" He continued to wipe the tears from my face. "what?"

"baby, you've been asleep for 14 hours.."

"it was all a dream." I sighed in relief, more tears falling from my eyes. "what did you dream about, hm?"

I explained my dream to him, and his eyes watered. "I would never do that to you.." he pulled me into a hug. "Im so sorry, baby.." he kissed my head. "it was just a dream that will never turn into reality.. just the thought of hurting you doesn't sit right with me.."

I straddled his lap, and he held me close to him. "I love you.." I whispered. "I love you more" he mumbled into my neck.
















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