Lucky or Unlucky?

Nick's wrath

Once we both arrived in the bedroom that we both shared when he was at home, I looked around to see the whole room trashed my clothes and his all over the room. “Oh my god, what happened?” I asked him looking around the room as clothes litter the entire room “I can’t find my shirt” mumbled Nick. “Nick you have a wardrobe full of shirts for crying out loud it’s going to take ages to iron and hang these clothes back” I said a little frustrated at his behaviour, he was acting like a child right know. I was about to walk past him towards the bed he grabbed hold of my arm roughly pulling me in to his chest “I want my black shirt and I can’t find it” said Nick “Nick just wear some other shirt, I’m tired plus I have to go to do the groceries and drop Nathan of at your mom’s” I said to him pushing him in his chest but he didn’t even move. “Find it now” growled Nick “ok I will if you let go of me” I said I knew I was pushing my luck, Nick let go of me slamming me in to the wooden wardrobe with both arm caging me in. “don’t use that fucking tone with me you bitch” yelled Nick.  

I saw Nick raise his hand and I closed my eyes and got ready for his hit. When I didn't feel it I opened my eyes. He was smirking at me. I didn't have time to react when he had already hit me, I fell to the floor and he stood over me. "That's what you get for answering me back." he sneered. He pulled me up by my hair and then slapped me again. I let out a low cry not wanting to startle Nathan. Nick pulled me to my feet and started pulling down my shirt. "Momma, I finished getting ready." I heard my four year old say, Nick let go of me. He was sulking and I knew what that meant for me after I dropped Nathan off, there was no one to save me from Nick’s wrath.

“Honey I’m sorry, give me a few minutes and I’ll find it for you” I said hoping that it would save me from getting beaten. “Fine, hurry up” said Nick leaving the room. I heard him talking to Nathan asking him if he was excited to see his grandma. Nick was such a good father to Nathan, hell he was a great husband when he wanted to be. I just had to make sure that I didn’t do anything to make him angry.