Baby You're Dead To Me

Prologue

"You stupid bitch!" a stinging hand along with stinging words slap across my face. "Why do you always screw me over?!" His shouts grow quiet.

"Paige, hello?" Dr. Graves voice pulls me back into reality. Making me jump slightly at his masculine voice. "Y-yes.." I try to pretend as if I wasn't just having another flashback. Dr. Graves clears his throats as he jots down something on his clipboard. "So, how have you been feeling? Since finding out about Tyler's release." I squirm in my seat at the sound of his name. My leg begins to twitch slightly. "Fine." I manage to breathe out.

10 Months ago Tyler was sent to jail for domestic violence. After my bruises were noticed by fellow colleagues, I got the courage to speak up. I don't know what was harder, living with the abuse or facing him in court. The last time I saw him he looked emotionless, no guilt whatsoever. As if even after being convicted he still felt like what he did to me was okay. For the rest of my life I will be plagued by the nightmares of my past, but yet he gets 10 months and he's out and free. It's not fair, not fucking fair.

"You know even though he's out you still will be safe. The restraining order is in place." Dr Graves reassures me. I suppose he could hear the uneasiness in my voice. I nod my head and give him a forced smile. "I know, I'm fine really." He continues to make notes in his clipboard. I can't help but wonder what he writes about me.