(Your P.O.V)
I was in my house, washing the dishes while waiting for my husband, Harry, who was working. He kept me like a prisoner,like a servant. He hit me without purpose, but he was happy because I was carrying a baby in my tummy. He was a monster... Minutes later, he came and I heard his disturbing voice...
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(Harry's P.O.V)
"Hey! Give me food now!", I shouted my wife's name. I had a long day of work. Writing and recording new software, it's what we do in the company everyday. So, my wife prepared food while I was watching basketball games.
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(Your POV)
My husband came, and lied down his body in the couch, instead of standing up and give me a kiss, like he usually does. I prepared some pizza for him and gave it to him. While I was walking to him with the food, my hands were shaking, I was afraid of receiving another hit from him. I kept my head down, I didn't want to look at him.
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(Harry's POV)
She finally came with my food. She was walking slowly with her head down. Her hands were shaking. She looked sad. What's happening to her? Is she depressive?
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(Your POV)
I gave him the dish and walked again to the kitchen. He shouted my name again, my heart beated faster than ever. "Hey,this pizza is cold!", he shouted,angrily. "Harry,no,it's warm,not cold!", I said. I noticed that the pizza didn't have a bite on it,Harry didn't even tasted it."Now!", he commanded. His green eyes were turning dark, full of anger."But,just eat it! It's-", I was cut off by Harry slapping me.Quickly, I grabbed my stinging and red cheek and ran to my bedroom. Tears were streaming down faster than the Niagara Falls...
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(Harry's POV)
When she gave me my food , I noticed it was cold. I called her again, she came and told me it was warm, but I couldn't control myself and I slapped her. Her face was in horror, in shock. She left, I didn't want to do this, I really love her.
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(Your POV)
My heart was slowly breaking in pieces while I was staring at myself in the mirror. I lifted my shirt and my "beautiful" body was now horrible. It was full of cuts,marks and bruises. I was tired of this, I just wanted to leave this prison.
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(Harry's POV)
I ran to the bedroom, where she was. I just wanted to talk to her, to apologize to her. I knocked the door, sobs were all I was hearing. She let me enter and I saw her body like that. All ruined, I did that to her. I hurted her, she was crying. My eyes were filling of tears. I'm such a monster, a horrible husband,friend and dad. I just wanted to control myself, but I couldn't because of alcohol. "Darling, I'm very sorry for everything I did to you! I don't want to hurt you anymore! It was all my fault! Please help me!", I said,crying. We looked at each other. "I can't... If our son,our little baby, was here with us, his heart would be falling in pieces, watching us fight and hurt ourselves. Harry, you had been hurting me for 3 years. You don't really love me. We should have been a big family. We should have been loving each other like others do, but we just hate each other.", that's all she said to me. How can I be father of my son if I hurt my wife? She has the reason. We just hate each other. She was suffering.
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(Your POV)
Harry and I talked for a while. His face was full of tears. I'm broken, it just doesn't feel right. I can't give him another chance. I want to stay away from him. I don't like it when I see my husband like this. I had to make a decision. Something that will change my life...
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(His POV)
I saw her, breaking in pieces. She got her hand and slowly took her ring of matrimony."Nooooo, please don't leave me! Don't do this to me!", I cried. She nod her head and said,"I can't,I need to leave!" Then, she grabbed a suitcase and began packing her clothes. It's all my fault.
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(Your POV)
I took my ring and placed it in his hand. I began packing my things and saw Harry crying. I don't want to do this, I really love him or should I say, loved.
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(Harry's POV)
She just left me. She probably went to her old apartment. I miss her. Now, I'm drowning in depression and sadness. I scream again everyday,"It's all my fault!" I can't hurt her anymore... Why did
I do this to her? Why did I hurt her without any purpose? Why?
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(Your POV)
Since I left, I always remembered everything we did. When we first met, when we became best friends, when he asked me to be his girlfriend, when he proposed, his reaction when I told him I was pregnant, but now I'm far away from Harry. Where was the curly-haired cute boy called Harry Styles? Where he was when we met? Since I married him, he turned into a monster. Maybe he's lost... Now, I'm here living a better life with my baby son, Michael. Hoping for everything to be better in the future, and to never see Harry again in my life...
