Still Breathing

Chapter 7: This used to be my playground

Marley Pov present day 2022

When I woke up this morning, I thought today would be a great day. one of the best I've had in a very long time. I actually woke up smiling for once. Today I get to spend time with my sister. We have plans to have a sleepover like we used to.

Stephen tells me before he leaves for work that he will drop me off at my father's this evening. I kiss him and wish him a good day. A part of me actually means it. A few days ago, he finally got funding to open up his private practice. You would think this would put him in a good mood, but ever since that lunch meeting, he's been Moody, bordering on sad. He can barely look at me and haven't looked at me or touched me since that day. Not that I'm complaining.

After I get dressed, I decided to go to the flower shop and order a bouquet for Morgan and pepper. When I arrived, I order a simple spring mix for pepper and a Hello Kitty bouquet that consists of pink and red roses and white lilies for Morgan. I was also able to put in my usual order of 2 dozen Sterling Roses, asked to have them all delivered by the penthouse at 3:00 PM today.

As I walk home, I decided to skip the park today. Imagine my surprise. When I get there, Stephen is already home. When I walk in, I see him sitting in the living room with a drink in his hand. For a minute, I don't think he realizes I've entered the room. I walk over to him slowly and ask." Is everything alright? Your home early."

He looks at me and I know that look. I began to fidget. I lick my lips and take a step back. he stares at me and sips his drink. Never mind, it's only 11:00 AM. He asked me. "Where were you?"

"I went to the flower shop. I ordered something for Pepper and Morgan. I didn't want to show up empty handed." I try to smile and take the glass out of his hand. I walk to the bar and refill his drink. When I walked back over to him and hand him back his drink, the ice clinks loudly from my shaking hands. I jump when he reaches out to me. He grips my wrist, then take his drink with his other hand. For a long moment, he doesn't say anything, just sips his drink and watches at me as I wait for instruction.

"Do you Think I'm stupid?" I shake my head. No. He swallowed his drink in one gulp and gets up so abruptly I stumbled back.

"Don't run from me!" He screams.

I begin to cry and ask him "what did I do?"

Stephen points to the ground next to him and says, "come here."

I shake my head and I turn to run, but he lunges at me, knocking over a lamp. We both tumble to the floor. He turns me over and straddles me. He struggles to get a hold of my arms as I'm slapping and hitting and scratching him in the face and pretty much anywhere else, I can get to. I tried to buck him off me, But I can't, He's too strong. I am kicking and screaming. He is also yelling and screaming at me. he's saying. I will ruin him. And everything he has worked for. then he changes it up. saying I have already ruined his life, and all of this is my fault. He calls me a bitch and a stupid useless whore.

He finally pins down my arms, and once he does, he makes me pay for it. He slaps me over and over in the face. when he finally stops, he gets up and stands above me. I'm half conscious, seeing stars and is dizzy. I see him unbuckle his pants, and then he crawls on top of me. he tears my underwear from my body, and He tells me he needs to remind me who I belonged to. Then, as he slams his cock into me, I scream. I feel him tear into me. I beg him to stop, But he doesn't. I scream out in pain as he slams into me over and over again. luckily, it doesn't take him long to finish.

When he's done, he rests his head on my chest, and He begins to cry. After several minutes of him sobbing uncontrollably he finally gets up and wipes his face with his hands. I'm lying on the floor still in shock at what just happened. this type of cruelty is common but him crying after is new. I watch him straighten his clothes and then he tells me I won't be going anywhere for a while. To consider myself on punishment. He picks up my purse off the sofa and takes my phone and then leaves.