Dreaming In Black And White

Chapter 2

I hear a click behind me as I'm browsing reddit. A sigh escapes my mouth. Not one of pleasure, happiness, or satisfaction, but one that has a ring of "oh fuck" to it. Chad was home.
"Did you not even cook?! You're useless, I swear.."
Again, I sigh and return to my computer screen. I find that ignoring him makes life a little easier. I hear him stomping around in his boots, probably leaving dirt everywhere. I'd clean later. Whatever.
He goes to the back bathroom to shower, I assume, and I shut off my computer and lay down on the couch, staring at the ceiling fan, left alone to my thoughts. It's days like this that make me want to down a bottle of vodka with a handful of hydros. A vegetable sister and an asshole fiancé will do that to you I suppose.
I remember when Chad used to love me, and vice versa. We met in our junior year of high school, when I borrowed a sheet of paper from him in French II. His dark brown eyes rang of kindness and softness. I miss those eyes. They're harsh now, and they remind me of the way Tommy from grade school would look at me when he pushed me down.
I want to leave him. I really do. But Julie needs him. He supports us with his decently paying job. My writing for the newspaper gets minimum wage, and I only get a few hours a week if I'm lucky.
Whatever. I'm willing to live a miserable live if it means Julie gets a safe childhood.
Three quick knocks push me out of my thoughts as I jump, startled. Weird. No one usually visits, ever. I think for a second that it may be Julie, but she's at a friend's house, where she'll be staying the night. I tiptoe over to the front door and look through the peephole. There was no one there. Stupid kids.
I walk back over to the couch and sit down, to rest my eyes a moment. Today has sucked. I could end it right no-
...did someone just knock again? Three times. Again. It didn't sound like it was from the front door though. I glance around the room, heart thumping loudly. My eyes rest on the closet door in the dark hallway. Oh God. I need sleep. I'm delusional.
It's probably just Chad trying to be a douchebag. Ugh.
I'm so tired. Of everything, honestly. This house is driving me absolutely insane. I had to beg Chad for hours before he'd even let me go see my sister. Even then, he still wanted me home before him. Which I was. Just barely.
"AURORAAAAA. BITCH, GET IN HERE. THIS DICK AIN'T GONNA FUCK ITSELF."
I sigh. Sex with him was the most unsatisfying thing I've experienced. So selfish. I swing myself up and trudge down the dark, dark hallway. I've never felt so alone.