I yelped but quickly shushed myself as I tapped my cut with the alcohol dabbed on a towel.
Demi's outburst only got worst along with her alcohol addiction. I tried talking her into getting help and maybe trying to get pregnant but all I got was a hard slap on the face and a 'Don't talk to me bitch'.
Today though, was quite worst being she actually cut me with the shattered glass she attempted to drunkly throw at me. I ended up pushing her off and taking cover in the bathroom while she bang on the door. I think and hope she passed out so I can at least get a little sleep.
I haven't gotten any sleep in two days because of fright and I was dying to get a little peace.
I bandage my cut then open the door slowly. Demi was nowhere to be found. I tip toe to the living room and see her passed out on the couch.
I let out a deep breath and look around. There were beer bottles almost everywhere and it stunk of the dangerous drink. I covered my mouth and looked at all the pictures that were set faced down.
All those pictures showed either Demi and I or the twins. I sighed and picked up the one with the twins laughing at Demi. They lit up her world and now that they were gone her world was dark.
I set it back down and turn back around to face a awoken dirty, sloppy, tired Demi. She stared at me with a uncertain emotion. I began to shiver.
"Why are you shivering baby?" She says sounding manipulative.
"I-I'm j-just c-cold." I manage.
"Come cuddle with me." She says more in a demand than question.
I shake my head no. She frowns.
"Get your fucking ass over here NOW." She yells.
I shakingly walk over to her sitting on her lap. The disgusting smell of alcohol from her breath hit my nose. I nearly gagged but I was too frightened by her to do it.
"Hey isn't this nice..?" She says looking me in the eyes. The smell almost made me wanna pass out.
"Answer me!"
I jump and whimper a yes. "Good girl." She says and her eyes turn lustful.
"I've missed you." She says rubbing her hands down my sides making me uncomfortable.
"I miss you too."I sigh
"Well." She says kissing my jaw. "Let's show how much we miss each other."
She pecks my lips and I felt a tear try to escape my eye. I didn't want to fuck this... monster. I want to fuck the one I love... Demi.
"I'm tired. How about we cuddle and watch Criminal M-Minds?"
That was clearly not in her interest since she was sucking on my neck. "I want to fuck you though." She says slipping her hand in my shirt.
I didn't want to.
"But baby I had a long day and I just want cuddles and sleep."
Demi stops and looks me in the eye. "Look! I am the man of this relationship! What I want I GET! Got it?!"
I close my eyes at her harsh tone and nod. I wouldn't win. Not with her hot head.
I feel her sucking on my neck and slipping her hand in my bra squeezing my boob.
'Please be over soon. Please.' I said over and over in my head.
I was laid down and the rest played out with my tears and her demands carrying me along.
