Married to the Money (Bwwm)

Sorry, I'm Not Sorry

The door opened and Marciello looked down at me with disgust.

"Clean yourself up," he said. During the night I had thrown up many times and it was all over my body. I got up and went into the bathroom. I got in the shower and rinsed off my body. After that I cleaned up and then brushed my teeth. I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around my body.

"Get dressed," Marciello said. I nodded my head and went into our room. I went in my closet and put on some tights and a long shirt. After that I put on some gladiator sandals.

"Let's go," Marciello said. We went outside and got into the car. I was really scared. What if he was going to kill me or something?

"W-where a-a-are we g-going?", I stuttered.

"To a place," he said, his voice devoid of any emotions. I felt my nerves go up and a panic attack coming along. We pulled up at this building and Marciello practically dragged me inside.

"Romani 6:00," he said as we got to the receptionist. She nodded and buzzed us in. We went into this room and... it looked like a check up room.

A lady came in smiling.

"How are you feeling today?", she asked me.

"G-Good," I said.

"Stop stuttering," Marciello said roughly, while giving me a look. I nodded my head, my hands were shaking slightly.

"Okay honey, I'm just going to check your blood pressure," she said.

"O-okay," I said.

"Dammit Belle, stop stuttering," Marciello said as he banged his fist against the counter, making me jump.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"Can I see your arm," she said. I nodded and she grabbed it softly. She wrapped the thing around my arm and used a pump, tightening it. She did it one more time and stopped.

"You have really high blood pressure," she said, frowning.

"Are you stressed or anything? Is there anything going on that you need help getting out of", she asked, taking a quick look at my cheek then at Marciello.

"She probably is we just moved and we have been having multiple loses in the family," Marciello said.

"Oh well I'm sorry to hear that, but try not to think about it too much. Having high blood pressure isn't good for you or the baby," she said. I nodded my head.

"Okay then, do you guys want to do an ultrasound today?", she asked.

"No we'll be doing that on another date. Thanks for the checkup, but we have to go," Marciello said. Marciello grabbed my arm and led me out in a hurry.

"What's wrong?", I asked. He didn't answer. We continued walking and he opened the car door. I got in and then he hopped in the driver's seat and started speeding down the road to our house.

"I can't fucking believe this!", Marciello said.

"What happened?", I asked.

"Why didn't you cover up your fucking cheek?", he asked.

"What?", I asked confused. He pulled down the mirror and I saw a bruise on my cheek.

"Now she probably thinks I abuse you or something,'' Marciello said annoyed.

"Well you do," I mumbled under my breath.

"What did you say?", Marciello asked.
I just shook my head.

"I heard exactly what you said and if you think this is abuse then I'll really show you abuse," he said as he pulled over. I looked around and noticed we were basically in the middle of no where.

"Don't hurt me please," I said. He ignored me and pushed me out the car. I fell on my stomach and clutched on it as pain exploded through my body.

"Marciello," I said as tears started falling out of my eyes. He stood over me and punched me in the face. He kept delivering punches to my face and I was crying out in pain. After he was done he kicked me in the back before he walked away.

"Find your own way home," he said as he left. He got in the car and started it up. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. I watched as he drove away and I couldn't help but feel like I would die.

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