Aaliyah is just coming out of an Abusive relationship. She took time for herself healing and with the help with family and friends to get back on her feet. 5 years later, her sister told her she should get back into the dating scene " It's been a wh...
Aaliyah has been dating Jamal for a few years now. Their relationship seems perfect, but behind closed doors, Jamal is crazy, delusional, very possessive, manipulative, and abusive. He would punch her, slap her, choke her to the point of a unconsciousness state, and drag her around the house. Aaliyah was very scared to leave him because he said that he would kill her and her family if she ever told anyone, even the cops, about what happened behind closed doors.
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This one time, he beat her so badly that she was in the hospital for a week, and he ended up going to jail.
⚠️*Warning: this scene does contain abuse*⚠️
*Aaliyah POV*
"JAMAL, PLEASE STOP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I pleaded for him to stop.
"I told you, bitch, if you ever told anyone about what was going on, I would murder you," he said in a voice filled with rage, as he pulled me by my hair and slapped me repeatedly, with every hit getting harder.
Jamal was dragging me into a closet by my hair. I tried with all my strength to fight back. I tried to scratch him, but that just made him angrier. He kicked my ribs.
I screamed and cried out in pain.
"SHUT UP, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" he yelled as he kicked me again in my ribs, much harder than the last kick.
I cried out to myself, thinking this is it; this is how I'm going to die.
He picked up a vase and hit me in the head, and the next thing I knew, everything went black.
I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to the bright light.
"Where am I?" I said in a voice filled with confusion as I held my head.
"Hey, you're finally awake. I was worried that you weren't going to wake up," my mom said in a slightly joyful voice while smiling. It looked like she had been crying, and Dad too.
"What happened?"
My mom looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"Your neighbors heard screaming, things hitting the walls, and glass breaking from your house, so they called the cops. They found you unconscious with bruises all over your body and a bloody nose," my mom said.
"Who did this to you, honey?" my mom asked.
"J-Jamal, h-he did this to me. He asked me if I ever told anyone what he had been doing to me. He would k-k-kill me, and you and Dad," I said as I stumbled over my words.
