Tw: abuse, sa
Siobhan was at the bar for 2 hours already, she wasnt that drunk she was just tipsy. Siobhan was dreading going home to see what a state Roger was in she already had a thousand messages and calls from him. She thought she would call it a night and go home even though she didn't want to but she finished her last drink and walked out the bar and walked to her car.
Siobhans hands were shaking because the thought of what Roger was going to do to her or he might be already blacked out from drinking. All her life she was controlled by her mother, she held that pain so deep that all over emotions were never shown. Everyone just thinks she was cold but she still think of her childhood everyday and with what Roger was doing to her everyday didn't help at all.
Siobhan pulled up on the drive way before getting out the car she took a few deep breaths. She wasn't that even that drunk, but she held the front door keys between her fingers. She slowly unlocked the door and took more deep breaths. Siobhan already knew what was coming because she didn't go home straight after work, she noticed he was sat at the table still drinking.
"What have I told you!" Roger said angrily. She stood there to scared to let any words come out of her mouth but she let some slip "I'm sorry" that's all that came out. He turned around fast and got up and walked towards the blonde, her hear was beating so fast. "you know this by know come straight home after work or they will be consequences" he pushed her against the living room door handle so hard it took her breath and she just collapse to her knees.
Siobhan knew this wasn't the end of her punishment, Roger pulled her up by her hair and he dragged her up the stairs into their bedroom. "Please stop I'm sorry" she said still trying to catch her breath. "No your going to pay for being late" he pushed her on the bed and started to straggle her, siobhan couldn't breathe. He finally let go and just left her there her eyes filling up with tears, she tried to walk into the bathroom.
She looked in the mirror shit a massive hand mark started to form on her neck, the blonde couldn't even looked at herself. She felt sick to her stomach she didn't even feel pretty anymore, all her life she has never been insecure she had amazing hair. Her hair was everything to her, her mascara had ran down her face from were the tears slipped out.
Siobhan had work tomorrow and she had no idea how she would cover it up, but she felt so drained that she didn't even think and got ready for bed.
