Will There Be Happiness In The End?

Chapter 1

    I was slaving over the stove, like I usually do, making slop out of whatever I could find. Today was Hamburger Helper and a roll. Yeah sounds delicious right. No wrong!

My boyfriend David Jones, just came running through the front door and started screaming at me "WHAT THE FUCK!!!! I TOLD YOU THAT WHEN I FUCKING COME HOME THAT I WANT FUCKING FOOD ON THE FUCKING COUNTER WAITING FOR FUCKING ME!!!" 

He then threw his work bags at the oak wooden table, knocking over a beautiful purple vase from my great grandma, and he carefully put the pan of food on the counter on top of some pot holders and cradled my face with his hands. He massaged my cheeks for a minute and then kissed me really hard on the lips. I wasn't ready for this but after the kiss he fiercely took my face and put it on the hot burner of the stove. 

"Agh" I tried to scream for help, but no one could hear me. "Help someone please!"

 "Shut the fuck up!" He lifted me up off of the stove and smacked my left cheek in which has been burnt. 

 He threw me out of the open sliding glass door onto the cement patio. 

"You can stay out there until I'm done with my cold meal!"

 What a dick! I don't know why but I started crying. I cautiously put my hand up to my face to wipe away some of the tears. OH MY GOD! It burns so much! I could feel how the coils would leave scars on my face. It felt like a crackling bonfire on a 92° summer day in the middle of June in the fiery pits of hell as I'm cuddling with Channing Tatum with his shirt off. Lucky for me it was winter and -3° in Detroit, Michigan and snow was fucking everywhere. 

I dragged myself over to a pile of snow. I had to lay there for a minute to get rid of the burning sensation. Why am I still with this fucking asshole! Probably because I have no where else to go. 

After 30 minutes of freezing my ass of outside I heard a familiar voice saying "Come the fuck inside! Now!" 

It was fucking David.

 I hesitated. 

He smiled gently and held his hand out, "I have something for you!" I took his offer and let him help me up. We started walking towards the house and he stopped me in my tracks of following him.

 " I love you Hazel, you know that right?" I nodded even though I knew it was a lie. 

" And I would do nothing to ever hurt you". 

Again lies what did he just fucking do to me, huh? Was that not hurting me! I'm pretty sure that I have second-degree burns on my left face and beautiful brown hair was burnt too. But I was naïve enough to nod and follow him inside before I get fucking frostbite because of this bastard. He smiled again and latched his hand to mine like it was a regular thing. 

Why the fuck is he smiling so much? He helped me up into the house on the steps and I saw something that I would never see before, I was utterly confused. 

And then I remember. Oh fuck me Agnus! It's my birthday and I was turning 28. No wonder he was smiling so much, but why would he burn my face flesh off on my 28th birthday? He had a cake from Walmart on the counter with candles that were 2-8 and a card the said "Happy Birthday!" 

"Happy birthday, baby!" He said this unusually confidently. What the hell!He was never this nice and/or cheesy even on mine or his previous birthdays. He must want something from me, what a douchebag!

 "So how do you like it?" He asked. I chuckled nervously.

 "Um..thanks it's great!" I lied. Hey he lied so I think that I can lie too. 

He grabbed a Michael Myers looking knife and slowly crept towards me with it and I started to back up. He had this crazy look in his eye and he said "Do you want to cut the cake?", as he flipped the knife around so it was now pointing to him. I should've shoved the knife into his stomach and ran away but I didn't want to commit a crime.

 I took it and said "Sure, why not?" still terrified about him hurting me.

 I carefully went over to the small cake and cut myself a nice big corner piece and put it on one of the plates he had out. I cut a middle piece for him and handed it to him on a plate.

 He poured us both a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with his cake and both of our coffees. I noticed that he cleaned up the vase that he destroyed but I was still cautious when I walked over there in my blue and black striped socks.

 I sat down across the table from him and took a bite and then asked "What flavor is this?" he looked up and replied "Vanilla with coconut frosting and almonds on top". 

I shuddered I think that he put something in it because I felt like I was about to pass out. " Oh that- thats um... N-nice thank-"

 I fell out of my place in on the table and blacked out. 

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Sorry if this is a bit gruesome, please don't read anymore if you can't, because there will be more of this kind of stuff. Please tell me what you think in the comments. XD 

~Wonderwoman65~