Somebody To Love Me

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This morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction hush baby, speak softly, tell me that you're awfully sorry that you pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me run out the room and I’ll follow you like a lost puppy baby, without you, I’m nothing, I’m so lost, hug me then tell me how ugly I am, but that you’ll always love me then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the destructive path that we’re on, two psychopaths but we know that no matter how many knives we put in each other’s backs that we’ll have each other’s backs, ’cause we’re that lucky together, we move mountains, let’s not make mountains out of molehills, you hit me twice, yeah, but who’s countin’? I may have hit you three times, I’m startin’ to lose count but together, we’ll live forever, we found the youth fountain our love is crazy, we’re nuts, but I refused counsellin’ this house is too huge, if you move out I’ll burn all two thousand quare feet of it to the ground, ain’t shit you can do about it'cause with you I’m in my fuckin’ mind, without you, I’m out itI was woken by a ray of sunshine peeking through the closed curtains. Sometime during the night, Drew had wrapped me in his arms. I slowly untangled myself, careful not to wake him up. My whole body ached worse than it had last night. I slowly got out of bed, avoiding the broken glass on the floor and slipped into Drew's shirt that was on the floor then something caught my eye. Knealing down, I pulled our wedding picture from under the glass fragments. Even though it had only been two years, it felt like this picture was taken a lifetime ago. The photographer had managed to snap the perfect picture of Drew and I sharing a sweet kiss. My eyes welled with tears. Things with Drew back then were so easy. As easy as breathing. I allowed him to see a side of me no one ever had. I was close to him in a way I had never been to any man except one. Then after we got married, I witnessed a change in him. He became jealous, possesive, and stopped trusting me even though I never gave him a reason to feel that way. I laid the picture on the nightstand. Drew stirred in his sleep and I backed slowly out of the room, shutting the door softly then tip toed down the hall into the bathroom. I locked the door and turned on the lights Looking into the mirror, my bruised reflection stared back at me. An ugly bruise dominated the right side of my face where he had slapped me. There was a cut above my eyebrow that was dried with blood. I slipped out of Drew's shirt and confirmed my thoughts. My body was an ocean of black, blue, and purple. I turned around to inspect my back. A bruise was making itself known on my lower back. I'm guessing from when I fell and into the nightstand. Hurt tears formed in my eyes as a memory flashed into my mind

*Our Wedding day*

"Are you happy?" Drew asked me as we slow danced in the middle of the floor

"As long as I'm with you, I'll always be happy." I beamed up at him. And it was true. I was with the man that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I had my dream wedding and the whole day, Drew couldn't take his eyes off me. I was finally happy for the first time in a long time and I wanted it to stay that way

"I'll never hurt you." he whispered in my ear, as if he could read my thoughts

"I know you won't." I whispered back, stretching onto my tip toes to peck his lips

He wrapped is arms tighter around my waist and picked me up so I wouldn't have to reach and spun me around. There was a chorus of awes from my bridesmaids as they watched us with envious eyes. Today couldn't have been more perfect

*End Flashback*

If I had only known that a few months later things were gonna change. Another memory hit me. It was the day that Drew and I got into an arguement. He accused me of cheating. He was shaking me violently by the wrists and slammed me into the wall. I was terrified because he'd never put his hands on me before. The first chance I got, I snuck out of our hotel room and ran to John

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