I tried to escape his grip, but I could barely breathe let alone move. Travis carried me through the living room and into one of the bedrooms, locked the door and put the key on a shelf out of my reach, then put me down. He walked over to the small desk and started digging through the drawers, while I sat on the bed innocently.
"What are you doing?!" He suddenly screamed at me.
"What?" I questioned.
"Well don't just sit there! Help me look!" He yelled.
"What are we looking for?" I asked walking towards him.
"Erm, you look for condoms."
I wasn't gonna get in a fight when he's drunk, so I just dug through the drawers.
Travis screamed "Not Here!!!! In the closet you idiot!"
I held back the tears that wanted to drip down my cheeks and the urge to scream right back at him and said "sorry"
I shuffled around in the closet until I found some. "Found 'em" I said.
He growled under his breath and slammed the drawer shut,took the box from my hand, and stormed out of the room locking me in by myself.
What is he doing? I wondered. Why wouldn't he just change here like normal?
I heard him yell "get naked!" And I do as I was told. I sat on the bed trying to think of what he was possibly doing.
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Okay it's been a whole hour and all I have heard is shuffling. Where is he? That's it. "Travis?!" I screamed... No response. "Travis?!" I screamed again.
"He's not here anymore darling" a voice said. It wasn't Travis's voice.
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Just Kiss Me, Stupid
Teen FictionI have to deal with a gambler and alcoholic who constantly comes home in the middle of the night with strippers on his arms. Yet he expects me to be the one that does absolutely everything. The worst part? I'm in love with him.
