Always My Thug

seventy.

Diamond's POV

I've been through hell over the last three months. After leaving everybody in Vegas, Rodney starting beating me worse. Sometimes, he locks me in a room with nothing. Some days I don't eat, bath, or sleep. I'm just left in the dark.

When the kids are around, everything is happy but behind close doors, it ain't so pretty. Every time I thought about running away, I change my mind because I don't know what would happen to my kids. He just might go to court and win.

I haven't talked to anyone and I don't go anywhere. I just pick up and take the kids to practice. And he knows because he checks the gas mileage in my damn car. He broke my phone and he took out the house phone, so I have no contact with outside world. My husband is treating me like a prisoner. I have no one to talk to, all I talk to is my kids.

Not only that but when we have sex, he rapes me. Or I just lay there and let him do what he do. And I lost my baby to his foolishness. Even when I said I was pregnant, that didn't stop the beating. Plus, he never let me go to the doctor. He even thought I was lying and made me pee on about three different sticks. My lifestyle now is a mess.

I walked downstairs to cook the kids breakfast. That's another thing he fired the help because he don't want me talking to no one and he don't want people to know what kind of person he is.

He came downstairs and grabbed my face roughly just so I can kiss him. Then he went and fix coffee.

"Good morning wife." he said.

"Morning Rodney." I said.

He was about to say something and the Kalen came downstairs.

"Mommy!" he yelled.

"What is it?'" I asked.

"Can daddy come on my first day of school?" he asked.

"Well, I don't know." I stated.

"No K, because mommy and I are going to take you to school on your first day." Rodney said wrapping his arm around me.

"But I want my daddy to be there too. He's always there."

"Well, how about you go stay with yo daddy. I said no, now get up those stairs and get ready for practice." he said.

Kalen went upstairs and I knew he was about to start crying.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You do not talk to my fcken child like that." I stated.

"As long as I pay the bills in this motherfcker, I can tell any one of y'all want to fck to do. Understand that?" he asked choking me.

"Rodney, stop." I said pushing him.

He slapped me and I ended up on the floor.

"I told you to stop telling me what the fck to do." he said.

"Now get your ass up them stairs and clean your face before my kids come down them stairs." he said.

I went upstairs and into my face to clean my face. My nose was bleeding and my cheek was purple. I don't think I can take anymore of his bullsh*t. I fight back and he hits harder, I try running but it never works out. I don't know what to do anymore.

I heard the room door open and Kalen came in.

"Hey mom, dad what's to talk to you." he said giving me his iPod.

I know, what does a six year old needs with and iPod, but he only contacts me, Rodney, and KD.

"Hey." I said into the camera.