A Way Out

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Warning ⚠-  There is some violence in this chapter. If you are uncomfortable reading it I suggest you skip that part. I will put a warning before and after the violent scene.

     I lye in my bed, just staring up at my ceiling. This happens pretty much every night so I'm used to it. I plug in my head phones and push them into my ears. A little music usually helps me fall asleep.

     I feel a big arm wrap around my waist. I flinch at the movement. I get nervous every time Darrel moves around me.

 
     Okay so Darrel is my 'boyfriend'. I say it like that because we aren't really together. I mean he sleeps at my house and is almost always here, but he doesn't treat me like his girl. To him, I'm just a girl he gets to have sex with whenever he pleases. I've tried to end it long ago, but he's to strong. He will hit me, then force me to please him. He's taller, about 6'2 and is stronger then me, therefore he takes advantage of me. I want to get out of this 'relationship' so bad but I'm scared. Scared he will get to angry and kill me. I live my life in fear, and I can't change that, no matter how hard I try.  I've been stuck in this relationship since freshmen year of high school. Which was 5 years ago. I graduated last year and was supposed to go off to college away In Florida. Far away from New York. Away from everyone. But Darrel wouldn't let me leave. He threatened me saying he would kill me.

     I just need to get out of this life I am trapped in. Is there a way out?

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     "grab me a soda out of the fridge." Darrel says sitting on my couch watching my TV.

    "I'm kind of busy right now Darrel. Do you think you can get it yourself?" I immediately regret saying that to Darrel. He could be in a good mood then all of a sudden crack and flip out.

     He got up nice and calmly. He slowly walked by me as if I wasn't there and grabbed his soda.

     I was shocked that he did it so calmly. Usually he would harm me somehow. Just when I thought everything was okay, Darrel of course had to hurt me some way.

- ⚠ (violence. Do not read if you are not comfortable)

     He walked over to me with a serious face. "What the fuck do you think I'm with you for? You think its because I love you?" A smirk spread across his face and he let out a soft laugh. "Well your wrong bitch. I'm with you because you have to do everything I say, and you have no choice." He punched me it the jaw. Pain rushed through my face as I brought my hand up to my jaw. Tears watering my eyes. "Did I say you can cry?" He picks his arm up and I flinch in his movement. He just holds his arm up and laughs. "Your that scared of me, huh?" He put his hand down and his face softened, but only for a second as it turned into a devilish smile. "Let me show you that I can protect you and love you." He urged me to get up but I just sat there covering my face from his harmful fists.