I'll forgive when I forget ✔️

Chapter Four

Alex POV:

After the stressful day, I just went home to my apartment. It wasn't a run down one but not fancy either. I'm rich and I could buy a mansion if I wanted but I use my money for other things. I donate to shelters and orphanages.
----

The next morning, I woke up at 4:00 a.m like I do every morning to start training early. Coach is the one that started this routine but I continued it. After a morning run and a hot shower, I threw on some clothes and left for the gym. I hope Ace knows when to be here. If he's late I'm going to chop his ball$ off.

I started with the punching bag after I stretched for awhile. I moved swiftly and kneed it a few times. I had the gym stereo turned up so loud you couldn't even hear yourself think. That's how I liked it. I liked the music keeping me from thinking. Keeping me from remembering every scar he has left on my body. They arnt noticeable unless I'm naked. Most of them are on my but+ and hips. I'm not ashamed of them though. Sometimes I forget they are even there. My mind spaced out when I look in the mirror at myself. That's how he taught me of course. To never look at myself to long. Don't be selfish. Don't flatter yourself. Beauty is built not natural. And that's exactly what he did, well what he convinced me he was doing. He was making me a beautiful woman. He was making me.... Not a mistake.

***Flashback***

I lay on the wooden floor unmoving. My tears the only thing I could feel as they swept down my cheek. You would think I'm use to this. The cold air still hitting my butt because I don't have the energy to get up and put my pants back on. The burning still there but subsided a little. I feel like I've lost all my energy. Blake left to take a shower across the hall, leaving me to take care of myself. The belt still on the floor in front of me to keep my fear there. It's a sign not to make him more angry. I breathed in and out trying to regain my composure. And slowly raised my head and say up but the pressure of the floor against my burning cheeks made me stand quicker. The pain still tolerable. I bent down to grab my jeans but decided against it since they would just cause more pain. I walked over to our dresser and pulled out a pair of cotton shorts and slipped them on without underwear. The shower was still going from what I could hear so he won't be out for a little longer. Knowing I still had time, I rushed downstairs hoping to prepare dinner quickly. I'll just make chicken fettuccine Alfredo and a side salad. I know that if dinner isn't ready quick enough he would be angry all over again and I think I've had enough for one night.

The dinner was put out on the table and our drinks were set up as well. I dimmed the lights and cleaned up the kitchen as I heard his footsteps coming down the many stairs that were a pain to walk down tonight. I quickly washed my hands and went to stand by the table to greet him. When he walked in he glanced over the food then looked towards me. Slowly his footsteps the only sound in the room, he walked over to me. His arm went to my hair and took the pony tail out gently. I forgot he didn't like my hair up but I hate eating with hair in my face. His arm lowered down to my waist and he pulled me closer. A gasp left my lips at the sudden surprise but he lowered his lips down to mine dominating my mouth. I let him knowing I would never be allowed to control our kisses. He pulled away and brought his lips to my ear, lightly nipping at it. "I love your cooking baby." He whispered seductively, "I'm sorry for punishing you tonight but you had to learn. You. Are. Mine." I nodded pretending to understand and smiled softly. He started nipping at my neck leaving love bites. "I-uh. The. The food babe. Will get cold." I said keeping my voice low trying not to upset him. "Of course love." He pulled away and sat down already digging in. "Oh. Before I forget. I need you to show Ace around school tomorrow. Try to convince him to join the football team as well. I know I can count on you to do your best encouraging." He demanded more then asked. But I knew better then to say no to him. "Of course babe." I answered while eating small bites just how he likes me to. I use to eat like a cow, just gobble everything into my mouth. I didn't care about guys or what they thought of me. I was just me. Now, Blake wants me to be perfect. The perfect housewife type of girl. "Introduce him to your friend Abbey too." Of course he wouldn't get my child hood best friends name right. But I knew better then to correct him and tell him her names Amanda. I knew a lot of things to do and not do now then I did a year ago. I'm better now. I'm not a mistake anymore.

***END OF FLASHBACK***

So much for the music turned up so loud I can't even think. I realized my face was wet and I had been crying. I didn't stop, I kept hitting the bag breathing hard. Each punch resembling the pain I can't keep hidden. This gym knows me. It's the one thing I feel understands me, without me even explaining to it. No one would ever understand me.

###COMMENT AND VOTE PLEASE!###