shivian: a forbidden love 🖤🫶🏻

chapter 7: i need help

TW: ABUSE AND SH.

Siobhans pov:

I finally arrive back at Roger's after spending a while preparing myself for whatever is coming when I walk I to the house.

He sees me and charges towards me. He gives me a stern look and doesn't say or do anything for a few seconds.

He's probably thinking about something that he can blame on me so that he has a proper reason to start hitting me.

Just as i thought, that's exactly what he did. He starts screaming at me because he has no alcohol left in the fridge because HE drank it all while I was at his nursery.

"Roger, how is that my fault?"

I shouldn't have said anything. This makes him really pissed off, and he raises his hand and slaps me straight around the face.

I know that's going to bruise bug. There's nothing I can really do about it.

He decides that a smack around the face isn't a reasonable punishment, so he grabs me by the arm and throws me onto the floor. He sits on top of me and starts hitting me everywhere he can.

An hour passes.

He spent the last hour just hitting me wherever he pleased. 

He walked off and told me that he is going to the bar with a few friends from golf and if I don't have dinner prepared for when he gets back then there is going to be hell for me to pay.

I go upstairs and sit on the bathroom floor because I feel like I am going to be sick from all the pain that he put me through.

He was downstairs anyway, so he wouldn't hear anything that I was doing. He wouldn't care either.

I notice a razor that's sat on the shelf.

I take it apart and scrape it across my skin. "SHIBBY, IM GOING. REMEMBER WHAT I TOLD YOU."

I was glad to be home for a few hours alone, but when he's drunk, he's far worse to manage.

One of the cuts ended up being too deep. I know this is a bad habit, but sometimes it feels like this is my only true escape..

I start to go dizzy and fall backward on the bathroom floor.

It must have taken about 30 minutes for me to be able to drag my self back up. Everywhere was hurting, I have never been in this much pain before and it was all because of fucking Roger. I really need to get out.

I walk into the bedroom carefully as if he would be there just waiting. Obviously he wasn't but when in alone in this house, I still feel like I have to be really careful.

Without thinking, I pick up the phone and dial a number.

She picks up straight away I give her my address and she tells me that she will be there as soon as possible.

Vivian would be here shortly. I regret calling her because now I am going to have to tell her everything. I had to cancel on her multiple times when she wanted to get coffee with me. I felt so bad about telling her I couldn't without giving her a valid explanation but today is the day I'm finally going to tell her.

10 minutes pass and I hear a knock on the door. It's not Roger's knock so it has to be vivian right??

I nervously walk downstairs holding the tissue on my arm that is still bleeding and let her in.

She sees the state that I am in and helps her self into the house.

I tale her upstairs to the bedroom and sit down on the bed with her. There's still 3 hours before Roger will even consider coming home so I know we are safe for the time being. We just have to be carefull not to loose track of time.