Healing through pain || shivian story

Chapter 15:

Chapter 15: tw: sa, sh, abuse

The weekend rolls around. Siobhan and Roger are out shopping. Roger hasn't taken any anger out on Siobhan in 4 days.
maybe they are getting better? Maybe it's all ended and they can be the couple he presents them to be in public?

In public he is loving, affectionate. Siobhan knew it was to conceal what happens hidden from society, but she loved it. She craved it. The attention she never got as a child, Roger gave her in public. Behind closed doors he used it against her.
In public he spoiled her, they were a model couple in society, perfect.
To others perspective it would be a cute couple holding hands, yet Siobhan felt powerful controlling grip, nails digging into her skin.
Siobhan never left the house but when she did, she saw the man she fell in love with, gently kisses and sentimental selfies. The only time she could truly see the time she was happy with him was during those moments.

S: hm

R: what is it?

As her runs her back slightly snapping her from the day dream of past memories.

S: nothing, just saw great reviews of that jewellery shop we just walked past

R: let's go in, I'll buy you something darling

Siobhan couldn't lie she loved when Roger bought her stuff, she loved to be spoiled. Yet the nickname darling sent shivers down her spine, it was a constant reminder of their relationship. This kindness was all an act, a way of torture in a way, tormenting her, constantly confusing her.

S: are you sure?

R: yes, after all it is our one year anniversary

Siobhan already knew this, how could she forget it, the day she made the biggest mistake of her life.

They walk into the shop, lined in gold accessories and white walls. Roger takes out his phone and snaps a picture of Siobhan. She turned around and smirked, Siobhan was stunning, no denying it. He captioned it and posted it to his page.
Siobhan walks over to the rings, gorgeous rings lining the counter. A large emerald ring with a silver band embedded with two small diamonds supporting the gem caught Siobhan's eye.

R: that suits you perfectly, you want it?

S: you sure?

R: yes. Here

As he hands his bank card over to Siobhan to purchase the ring, the woman placed it in a small box to go.

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Time skip*

They arrive home after a few hours and Roger turns to Siobhan who is sitting down on the sofa switching on the tv to Roger's favorite channel.

R: you know? I have decided something today

S; what's that?

R: we are going to get married

Siobhan's faced dropped, fear rose in her throat as she chuckles awkwardly

S: in the future?

R: no, soon!

S: Roger, we don't need to rush anything we are fine just being together-

R: what did you say? Talking back?

He rushes over and grabs her thighs

S: no..

Siobhan has the ring in her pocket and can't fight him anymore, she places the ring on her finger and waves it at him.

R: my fiancé, my wife. Your mine.

Flashing the previous photo with the caption 'my beautiful fiancé'

S: Cute. I'm going to go in the shower, is that ok?

R: yes, just be quick.

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Siobhan rushes to the bathroom and sobs, she can't control anything. She notices the blade she used a few nights ago. She grabs it, in a haze or panic and pain she cries. She strays from her mind and starts to loose control, her thighs bloody and trembling. Just let me control this, just this. Please.
She thinks to her self, begging her mind.

Finally she snaps out of the haze and cleans herself up again, she realises this wasn't gonna be the last time this happens. She sniffles to herself. Vivian would be so disappointed.

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She steps out the shower and sees Roger lying on the bed, shirtless. Shit.

R: come on, we just got engaged.

S: please Roger.

R: get over here now.

She slowly walks over, her thighs stinging every step. Roger snatches her towel revealing her body, cut and bruised, skinny and pale. She was beaten but beautiful.
All Roger does is laugh

R: why did you do it? You're pathetic, ignorant.

He laughs as she cries, all she wants is comfort. Roger grabs her thighs and drags her over, she bites her lips as tears fall.

R: that's what you wanted? Pain? I'm giving it to you. You don't get control Siobhan. Get that straight.

He pins her down, making her wrists swell as he kisses her intensely.

S: please stop Roger.

R: no.

He laughs cruelly..