No Love Allowed.

Man down

Rihanna's P.O.V

A crucifying pain flames along my jawline as his now bloody fists continue to hit me again and again. "Chris, please.." I manage to mumble between my swollen lips, the pain all becoming too much for me to bare both emotionally and physically. Here I was, laying on my bed almost being beaten to death by my own fiancé. I continue to scream, wince and cry out as loud as I can, I plead as many times as I can for him to stop hurting me.

Why on earth have I been tolerating this for 7 years now? This wasn't love. Well when we first met, it was nothing but pure bliss, love at first sight. Everything was well and running smoothly until our second year towards our engagement. It was almost as if he was a whole new person. He would always go off, always negative, stressed, angry and of course he would take it all out on me. I tried to end this relationship completely, but this gruesome human being I call my fiancé threatened to kill me.

"I'm in charge. Not you. Everything I do, is for the better good of this household and family," Chris' deep voice met my ears as he got off of me and walked swiftly out of our bedroom, leaving me. That was it? Was he done? I waited two minutes for my signal and nothing but silence filled the room. "Phew." A soft sigh fell from my lips as I lay back on my bed still winching at my swollen face.

Suddenly, the door was flung open once again and in came my worst nightmare, Chris. Only this time not only had he returned with his pair of fists. But a small pocket knife in his left hand.
I screamed, my heart racing more than ever that I swear it was almost enough to bust open my rib cage. This man was the devil in human form and he had completely lost it.

"Chris, fuck what the fu- please! Think this through, you ain't thinking straight you-" but before I could continued his sweaty Palm slapped my mouth shut, leaving the rest of my words in a muffed plead.

"Shut up. I need to teach you a lesson. You need to to know once and for all that I own you, I rule this house and you do what I say and you can never leave me. Ever. " He withdraws the knife and immediately my eyes screwed shut. The knife grazed against my chest, leaving a trail of cuts.

At this moment I was sobbing, panicking and in intense pain. But something snapped in me and my eyes flung wide open. I managed to elbow Chris a few times, causing him to lose grip of the knife, I quickly grasp onto it as if my life depended on it. Which I swear to god it did. And I buried it deeply into the nape of his neck all in one swift motion.

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Authors note: lmao, yeah so I don't know if that was okay??? Maybe a lil too dramatic for the chapter, but yoooo it is what it is lmfao. What will she do next? ;) stay tuned.