I stood in the mirror, staring at my hideous reflection. What have I become? Why do I let him hurt me?
I combed my thick long straight hair with my fingers, and sighed. I grabbed bandages and Peroxide to clean my wounds. I patted my face with cold water and pulled my hair into a messy bun.
My name is Queen Matthews if only I was treated like a queen. I used to be head of a multi-billionaire company until I met him. Deshawn. I thought he was the sweetest person I ever met. Psh! I guess I was wrong. I guess I should hurry before I end up in this bathroom again. I dabbed my face and exited the bathroom."Queen , get in here and fix me something to eat"!
He yelled viciously.
"I'm coming", I yelled weakly.
I swiftly maneuvered through the halls to get to the kitchen. I went straight through the swivel door to get to the stove. I grabbed the ingredients and began stirring to prepare his dinner: steak enchiladas with sauted peppers and onions and a bake potato. I was focused on the pan when he grabbed onto my face , making me look directly at him.
Alcohol stained his breath.
"Don't you ever disrespect me like that AGAIN , you hear me ?" , he spat.
"Yes Sir! , I choked out. He took my mouth into his massaging my tongue , still choking me. He bit my bottom lip drawing blood. I cried out and covered my lip. He left the kitchen as I silently weeped cleaning the wound. I have to run away , its not good for me and the baby.
2 HOURS LATER....
I had just done adding the finishing touches to dinner , when he walked back in. He wore a menacing smirk , as he held something in his hand that was hid behind his back. I swallowed the lump in my throat and opened my mouth slightly. I gathered some confidence and asked ,
"What chu got there Deshawn?" I said wiping the beads of sweat forming on my forehead.
"Oh nothing , just something to teach you a lesson about disrespecting me." He still wore that same smirk. I began to walk out the kitchen , when he snatched my arm back and you could hear the popping sound. I screamed out in pain.
"Where did you think you were going BITCH , he spat. Venom leaking through his words. I was still crying grasping onto my arm . He revealed his little "present" and I gasped. All I remember after that was me telling myself : You're going to die this time. You're going to die.
And like a light I was out and darkness escaped and crowded around me like a blanket.
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