Why do I feel this way?

Chapter 2: Back Home

A/N TW: Abuse- detailed descriptions

I go straight home after work as Roger demanded I do every night. I park in the driveway and turn my car off. As I sit there, I dread walking in to the "house of horrors" as I have come to call Roger's home. I grab my purse off the seat and slowly step out of my car. I reach the door and Roger flings it open, "What took you so long getting out of the car Siobhan?!", Roger yells. "What are you talking about Roger? I practically got out of the car as soon as I parked.", Siobhan explained. Roger huffed and gripped Siobhan's wrist and yanked her inside.

"Why didn't I just keep my mouth shut?" I thought to myself. I watch him closely as he walks over to pour himself a drink. I can tell that he is angry so I have to be vigilant. He quickly downs his whiskey then he turns around and throws the glass at my head. I duck quickly and it shatters against the wall. My eyes are wide and my heart starts racing. I know Roger can see the fear in my eyes. I see an evil grin spread across his face as he begins laughing at me.

I cowardly shrink into myself, "I'm sorry Roger! I don't know what got into me. I shouldn't have gotten smart with you when I came in." I said in a soft tone— hoping that he would take my apology. Roger said, "Damn right, you shouldn't have!" I walk over to him and offer to pour him another drink while he goes to relax on the couch. I just want to get him to calm down so I don't have to get hurt again tonight. I barely was able to escape that whiskey glass as it is.

As I'm pouring his drink, I fight back the tears and try to breathe. I'm trying not to let the fear take over... Roger likes when I'm scared. I can barely open the bottle as my hands shake uncontrollably. I get the dark liquor poured with a little spilling onto the counter. I quickly wipe it up before he sees... he gets angry when I waste his liquor.

Letting out a soft sigh, I walk over to the couch and begin to hand him his drink, but he grabs my hair as he stands up. He pulls my head back as he wraps his other arm around my neck. He leans down into my ear and says through gritted teeth, "Do you really think I'm going to let you go unpunished? I obviously need to remind you of your place!"

Running his hand down her neck to her chest he thrust his hand hard shoving Siobhan down to the living room floor. He walks towards her pacing back and forth along the length of her, "Siobhan, why do you always make me have to do this?" . He kicks her in the stomach. Siobhan's breath knocked out of her. She feels the tip of his boot concave her stomach. "If you would behave like a woman should, you wouldn't have to go through this." Siobhan closes her eyes tightly bracing herself. He pulls back his leg again and kicks the same spot on her stomach three more times. Siobhan, gasping for air, pleads, "Roger please, I'm sorry, I remember my role now and I won't over step again." Roger whispers, "That's a good girl. Now, get up and let's go upstairs." Roger grabs her arm and drags her up the stairs. As they make it to the top of the stairs, Roger looks at Siobhan and growls, "I don't believe you ... You aren't sorry at all! You need a real reminder that I own you— you will respect me!" Siobhan notices Roger's eyes turn hollow. He pushes her down the stairs.

Roger scoffs and walks away to go take a shower. When he comes out of the shower, he expected to see Siobhan in the bedroom waiting for him. He walks out into the hall and starts going down the stairs. She is still knocked out on the bottom of the stairs bleeding from her head. The man tries to wake her, but he doesn't succeed. He huffs and rolls his eyes— not in the mood to deal with this. He really doesn't care all that much, but he would rather avoid an investigation if the worst happens. He calls the police dispatcher and produces his best frantic voice saying, "I need help my girlfriend is hurt! I got out of the shower and found her unconscious at the bottom of the stairs!"

The ambulance arrives at Roger's home. He meets them at the door hyperventilating, seeming to be distraught as he leads them to Siobhan. As they reach her, they start to check for a pulse. The fragile woman begins to moan in pain and moves her head from side to side. Her vision is unclear as if she is looking through plastic. The paramedics say, "Siobhan, you have had an accident. You are going to be okay. Don't worry." The female paramedic holds Siobhan's hand in effort to comfort her. They turn to Roger and tell him what hospital she will be taken to. They rush her out the door on the gurney. Roger runs out with her, rubbing her head softly— "I'll meet you there baby."

Roger watches the ambulance take off as he drops his facade. Well my night is screwed... I'm sure she won't say anything, but I need to get there to make sure. And it better not take all night! I have plans...

They called ahead to the hospital to let them know they were on the way with a trauma. The emergency room charge nurse, Vivian, began to organize the staff to meet the ambulance at the ambulance bay. As they pull up and fling the doors open, they give a quick report to Vivian. "36 year old female. Suspected head trauma and possible abdominal trauma from accidental fall down stairs. Heart rate 120, O2 sats 95 and blood pressure 80/50."