Broken

Prologue

Cassie
"I thought you said you'd never put your hands on me again Shad! Oh my god". I exclaimed loudly and in tears in the corner of our bedroom.

"Yeah I know, I say alot of shit don't I"? Rashad said. He had so much hate in his eyes. I always wondered what I stayed.

He continued to hit me, beat me for about five more minutes. His beatings usually last about fifteen minutes.

Why am I here right now? What did I do to deserve this? Why does he make broken promises he never keeps? Why me?

He hits me every now and then. It's hard to know when it'll happen. Things go great for a while then all of a sudden he acts like a monster.

Its been two in a half years of this. Why I stayed? I don't know. Yes it's fear, but I do have hope that he'll change like he says when he's done beating me.

"Get up and go wash your face! You look disgusting." He yelled. I slowly got up and looked down. I was afraid to look at him. He scared me.

As I walked into the bathroom, and closed the door quietly. I looked myself over. My nose and mouth were bleeding. I had bruises up and down my legs and arms.

I'm happy he didn't try to have sex with me this time. I wouldn't know what to do if he did that again. 

He makes me feel worthless, scared, and like I'm beneath him.

Everything was so great at the beginning. I wonder what changed and what I did to cause his outbursts. 

I love him so much, but I can't help but hate myself for it. Especially going back everytime he's done hitting me.

I opened the cabinet and reached for the pill bottle that read "Tylenol with Codeine" written on it. I closed door to the cabinet and looked myself over once more.

Before I took a handful of the pills, I thought about my life. 

My mom, and how her heart will be broken when she finds out I passed. I just can't take it anymore. This had to end before I died at his hands.

I couldn't continue to lie to everyone about what's been happening at home. I hate having to wear pounds of makeup on my face. 

I was scared and just tired. I wanted this pain to gon away forever.

I swallowed the pills and drifted out of consciousness..... man, if I could back in time to change things I would. But its too late. I'm tired of feeling broken.