*Bang* *Bang*
Goes his arm against the door. And again. And again. Each night I sit and pray this is the last, and every time the clock strikes 10. I grab my baby girl tight and crouch under the window sill. As the banging gets louder and louder.
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I watch as the door crashes to the floor. Lucy's piercing scream ringing in my ear, I can barely hear his shout! 'Bitch' 'Whore' 'Slag' he shouts. Reaching out, grabbing Lucy at her waist and taking her to bed.
I sit and think patiently, tapping my nails on my knees. Shaking my head. How? Why? He's so gentle and heart warming with her. Why me ! What did I do! I hear the thunder of his heavy boots stomp down the stairs. I hear those words. The ones I've always heard. 'Bitch' 'Slag'! I stand to a halt. His hand thunders down on me, pushing me into a pile of coal in the fireplace.
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"Who do you think you are?"
I lie and all I can do is cry. I imagine this amazing perfect life in my dreams. As I hear him slowly walk into the kitchen I turn my head and hope.
