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Abuse- physical abuse (michael)

"You fucking bitch!" He yelled as he raised his hand and brought it across your face sending you to the floor. He only did this because you accidentally broke a vase while you were cleaning and you scurried to pick it up before michael saw it, but it was too late. "Can't you do an thing right?" Michael yelled angrily as he took a swig of his beer,  you sat on the floor crying. "Quit crying and clean this up!" His voice boomed and you nodded and quickly picked up the shards of broken glass, accidentally cutting yourself in the process. You hissed in pain and ignored the cut until you finished picking up the glass shards. When you completed your task you slowly got up and walked to the closet to get out the first aid kid to grab a bandaid. Michael saw you were hurt and offered to help "c'mere..." He beckoned you to the bathroom which you complied to. "sit down" He said and you sat on the toilet seat while he sat on the floor "you have to put peroxide on it or else it will get infected." He said while grabbing the brown bottle "now this might sting a bit" He said while pouring the clear liquid onto your injured hand and you hissed in pain. "I'm sorry. I love you...I won't do it again." He said in a loving tone of voice and you just faked a smile. That wasn't the first time that he has hit you and it surely won't be the last. Once he finished wrapping your hand up he smiled and asked "do you forgive me?" you hesitated but said yes anyway "no you don't...you're going to leave me aren't you?" He said frantically and you attempted to calm him down "no, michael listen to me. I'm not leaving you...just don't do it again." You lied and he calmed down and hugged you "thank you. I can't stand not being with you." He said sadly, you almost felt bad for him. The next few days went by pretty smoothly, michael was acting all sweet because he felt terrible for what he did a few days ago. Today he acted different, he was agitated and he seemed like he was having a bad day, so you tried to comfort him. He walked into the house, grabbed a beer and sat on the sofa. "how was your day Mike?" You asked sweetly "fan-fucking-tastic" he mumbled and glared at you. "I'm sorry your day was so bad...is there anything I can do?" You asked quietly "you can go the fuck away." He barked and you nodded as you walked away. You sat in the bedroom and cried, you thought everything was going so well but a part of you knew that it was all going to go to shit. A drunk Michael stumbled into the room about an hour later. You knew what was about to happen. "Were you crying?" He asked upon noticing your blood shot eyes. "No...I'm fine" you said in an unconvincing tone. "Don't lie to me..." Michael tested and you cried even more. "Why are you crying? I haven't even done anything!" He yelled "but you're going to!" You yelled back and that upset him "you don't know that! Maybe I was just going to leave the room!" He argued "But you weren't, were you? You were going to hit me like you always do! Am I right?" You screamed. Michael just stared. He was speechless. You sighed "That's what I thought." You said sadly as you stood up and pulled out a duffle bag from under the bed. "Wait, what are you doing?" Michael said in a panicked voice as he took a step towards you. You put your hand up to stop him "I'm leaving michael. I'm done." You said as you started to pack. His breath hitched when he heard you say that. "W-what? No...n-no. You said you weren't going to leave me!" Michael yelled as he raised his hand but he stopped himself as soon as he saw you flinch. He walked towards you "I can change...I will change. Please just...don't leave." He dropped to the floor and grabbed your arm. You stared at him and eventually shook him off "goodbye michael." You said with no emotion and left without looking back.

Part 3 to the abuse series. I haven't written part 4 yet...hopefully I will write it soon. Go check out my joshler short story "if I could fly". Bye bye for now my little penguins 🐧🐧🐧