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Onika Maraj
October 2
He grunted, "I'm about to nut," as he thrust into me aggressively.
I lay there, forcing a smile that was both disapproving and fake, just to keep him from feeling upset or angry.
I didn't want to be in pain today.
I lay there, a low moan escaping my lips as I hoped he'd finish quickly. He gave one final long thrust, and I felt the warmth of him filling me.
When he finally pulled away, I was relieved. He kissed me softly and got off, and I sighed in thankfulness that it was over.
Once he went to the shower, I hurried to my purse and took a Plan B. He'd lose it if he knew-I'd told him I couldn't conceive, but he's been insisting I could if he just keeps trying.
The last thing I want is his child.
I need to escape, but I'm terrified. He's threatened to kill me and my family if I leave. He's unstable, and I can't take that chance.
I sat there, trying to blink away my tears. I was so unhappy, pretending like I had it all together, but I didn't. Not at all. I glanced down at my phone-it was 6:50. I had ten minutes to get to the school, but that wasn't happening.
I had to wait until he left before I could do anything. This wasn't what I imagined for my life. Sneaking into my own condo so no one would know who I really am.
He claimed it was to protect me, and that's the one thing I could give him credit for.
He came out of the shower, putting his shirt on, and kissed me on the lips. "You liked it?" he asked.
I looked up and nodded slowly, just trying to keep the peace. He stared at me, his jaw clenched, and grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes.
"You lying?" he pressed, tightening his grip.
"N..no," I whispered, my voice trembling.
"Then why the fuck didn't you cum? Who you fucking?" His voice was sharp.
I barely got out, "Nobody, baby, I-" before everything went so fast. I don't even remember the rest. I just know I was hit, over and over, until the pain was all I could feel.
He yelled, "Cover that shit too," grabbed his keys, and left.
I sniffed, pulling myself up off the floor, wincing at the pain in my face and stomach. I dragged myself to the shower, letting the hot water sting my skin as I cried under it.
I never did anything to deserve this. Anything made him mad. Every day, I was scared to come home.
