If Loving You Is Wrong

Chapter One

Ava

"I love you." he whispered in my ear as he pulled my hair, pushing inside of me. Trying not to let my parents hear from the other room, I say it back, "I love you too." I'm trying my best not scream, it feels so good and I can hear how wet it is, I know he's going crazy.
He smacks my ass then he grabs it one more time before pulling out and letting it go.
"I'm going to take a shower." I tell him.

When I'm done I go lay back in the bed and I see him texting someone but he quickly exits it when he notices I'm looking. I let it go.
"If you're not careful, you're going to get me pregnant." I laugh but he doesn't. "No, never that. I don't want kids." I'm not sure how I should take it so I don't say anything. "Goodnight man." he said and he turns his back towards me and goes to sleep.

We've been together for three years and lately he's been acting strange. He's angry, disrespectful, and the only time we get along is when I give him money or let him hit it from the back. I don't understand where we went wrong but I keep trying to make him happy.

It's the next morning and I try sneaking him out of the house but my mom comes downstairs and sees him. She yells, "What the hell is Kevin doing here? Don't tell me you snuck him in my house last night!" I can't lie to her. I put my head down and I answer, "I did."

As soon as I say it she raises her hand and I feel a sting across my face.
Kevin gets upset, he yells and pushed my mom to the floor. "Don't put your hands on your daughter!" I yelled, "KEVIN STOP IT! Don't touch my mother!"
I hear my dad coming down the stairs. My vision is blurry from the tears that fill my eyes but I see my dad run over to Kevin and he punches him in the face. "Don't you ever touch my wife boy you want to die?!" I go over to help my mother pick herself up off the floor and she yells, "Get away from me! Take your shit and both of you get out of my house!"
My dad didn't say anything and it shocked me because he always has my back. The last time my mom tried to kick me out he stopped it.

I grab my things and throw them into a bag and we walk back downstairs where my mom and dad are on the couch. His arm is wrapped around her and her head is on his shoulder until they hear us. They look at us as if they can't wait for us to leave. I walk slowly hoping for my mom to change her mind or my dad to say something but they didn't and we walk out of the door. This has gone too far. I'm only 16. Kevin doesn't have parents he's basically been staying wherever he can every night. Where will we go?