It's already late in the evening and I was about to go to sleep when Josh entered the room. He was drunk and aggressive. I already know how this is gonna end.
He lay down next to me and started caressing my body. While his hands are grabbing my thigh tightly and it's hurting me.
"Aww, Josh." I groaned.
He didn't care as he started to kiss and lick my body. Making me feel disgusted by it. He was kissing my neck passionately and I'm trying my best to get him off of me.
He hands travels to my privates. I tried to push his hands away from me. He looked at me and I knew—that was it.
"You bitch! You're always like that!" He screamed loudly, filling my ears with his voice. "For years, you've never let have you!" His hand landed on my face as he shouted at me.
He was right. I never let him have me and that's what triggers him the most. He ends up beating me up and all I could do is cry myself to sleep. I have always feel disgusted and uncomfortable whenever he tries to force me to have an intercourse with him. He would always do that when he's drunk.
"Wala ka na ngang kwentang kasama, wala ka pang kwenta sa kama!" He shouted as he keeps on hitting me. I am sure that my body will be in pain in the morning. "Come here, you fucking bitch!" He said as he pulled my hair and pushed me on the bed.
He jumped onto me and he started to undress me. I tried my best to stop him but my body is just too weak and in so much pain.
"Josh... P-Please, no..." I started crying while begging him not to do it. "P-Please..." Looks like he listened 'cause he stopped.
"Useless." He said as he got up and walked towards the door.
I started crying like there's no tomorrow. I hugged myself, embracing my bruised and painful body. I slowly put my clothes back on as my tears keeps falling from my eyes.
I just wish that there would be time where I can finally have the guts and courage to leave him.
I WOKE up early in the morning and found Josh next to me in our bed. I got up and brushed my teeth.
I walked towards the door. Slowly opened it then started walking downstairs feeling my painful body from last night. I have always avoided mirrors whenever I'm in the bathroom every morning after he had beaten me up 'cause I didn't wanna see how bad I look.
I went straight to the kitchen to prepare his coffee and cook for our breakfast. It was seven in the morning. I usually wakes up at five am, but every time that he would beat me up, my body just craves for more rest.
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed in shock when I heard someone as I was cooking.
"Hey, are you Ethan's girlfriend?" The guy asked referring to me as Ethan Josh's girlfriend.
I just nodded. He looked confused as he was looking at me then I remembered that he had just beaten me up. I quickly used my hand to cover my face.
"A-Ahh, I just tripped over the stairs last night." I said. He nodded but looks like he knew what was going on.
"So, where's Ethan?" The guy asked as he seated on the chair.
"A-Ahh, he's still sleeping." I answered shyly. We never had visitors for years and it was new to me that we have one right now.
This guys is looking really handsome. He has a well-built body and he looks like he's neat and clean wearing only mens' gym sando.
"Ahh, I see." He looked around the whole house. "I'm Piolo anyway, Ethan's uncle." He introduced himself. So he's the one who gifted this house to Josh then.
"Ohh, it's nice meeting you po. Kiara po." I politely said. "Nag-kape na ho ba kayo?" I asked.
"I'm good and 'wag ka ng magpa-po sa'kin. I'm just six years older than Ethan." He said and smiled. A smile that made him more handsome. "My sister had her when she was seventeen. I was six back then."
I nodded then went back to cooking. I prepared Josh's favorite. Bacon, egg, hotdogs, and fried rice. Cooking is what I am really good at. I finished culinary school back when I was living in Manila with my family.
I quickly served the food the moment I finished cooking. I prepared three sets of cutlery for each of us.
"Would you like to eat, Tito?" I asked nicely as I finished laying out the plates and utensils.
"Sure but I will only eat fried rice and egg. And, just call me Piolo, baby girl." He answered. I don't know but for some reason, his uncle calling me baby girl and being really gentle with me made me feel like I'm a whole different person. Something that Josh's has never made me felt in years.
"Okay po—P-Piolo." I said hesitantly. I gave him fried rice and an egg. I sat on the other side of the table and started eating.
"How are you here?" He asked as we were eating. "Looks like Ethan's anger is really visible through you." He said jokingly.
I looked down, didn't know how to react.
"I'm so sorry that you had to deal with his anger issues. He's hurting you." He said with visible worrying on his face.
I shook my head and smiled bitterly. "It's my fault sometimes." I said that made him chuckled.
"No matter what you do, he shouldn't lay hands on you like you're a type of toy he owns." He said. Maybe he was right, he shouldn't lay hands on me. I shouldn't stay in this situation but what else could I do? I'm stuck here and I don't know my way out.
