Here I am in this beautiful mansion on a balcony overlooking my huge pool with a waterfall and into my flower filled garden in my Versace black and gold robe and Chardonnay wine in hand. Dried tears , runny mascara, and a busted lip with dry blood on the corner of my mouth. I took another sip from my champagne glass. You'd think I'd have everything I wanted since I'm living in this luxury 7 bedroom , 5 bath mansion ever since I got with Michael and made him leave his family for me. I made him leave his family to give me this " luxury " lifestyle I've always wanted. I got it but who would have known that it came with such a nightmare every day and night. Night and day. The man I thought I was in love with was nothing but a cocaine addict and an abuser. He abused me mentally , emotionally and physically for the past five months. His wife was trying to suck him dry since she found out he was cheating on her with a bad bitch. The washed up prune told their lawyers that I was the problem for their fucking failed marriage! Can you believe that shit ? Me ?! I'm pretty sure before my ass came along they were already having a fucked up life together ! If he did anything to her like he did me , I'm pretty sure I saved her ass! Because now I'm getting my ass beat on damn near every fucking day ! Snorting coke , popping pills and drinking so each hit is less painful. Covering my face in tons and tons of makeup so no one knows I'm being abused ! The bitch could have at least said THANK YOU ! Ungrateful dried pussy prune bitch. Michael came in the house late last night , drunk off who knows what , drugged up off of God knows what , working his way up the stairs and into our master bedroom. He fell to the floor and I hopped up to help him.
" NO! Get off me ! I got this ! " He said.
" No you don't. Let me help you to the bed. C'mon. " I said rolling my eyes as I grabbed his arm.
" I SAID GET OFF ME ! I'm a grown ass man ! I can pick myself up ! " He said while picking his self back up to his feet and plopping down into our bed.
" Whatever you ungrateful fuck!" I said as I walked to the end of my Italian marble dresser to pour me another glass of wine.
Michael leaned up and said " I'm ungrateful huh ? You wouldn't have none of this shit if it wasn't for me bitch! Don't forget that shit. I took yo' hoe ass in! I put you on ! I showed you new things! Doing shit for you that these other niggas couldn't do for your hood rat sloppy ass ! Bitch don't ever forget that shit. Since you wanna run ya mouth about being ungrateful! " He spat. My blood was boiling. He only talked big shit when he had some drink and coke in his system.
" Bitch nigga who the fuck are you talking to ? I'm a hoe ? You wasn't saying that when you was sucking on my pussy and eating my ass ! You wasn't saying that when I was swallowing your dick down my fucking throat every fucking night ! You wasn't saying that shit though ! Your dick barely works and I'm a hoe ? You put me on ? To what ? Put me on to become a fucking pill popper and coke head ?! You think I give a fuck about this mansion that I can't even call a home ? I don't give a fuck about none of that shit. Don't ever forget I was a hustler and good with out your bitch ass ! You begged me ! I never begged you for shit. " I spat back.
Michael stood up and walked over to the other side of the bed where I was with a deadly look in his eyes. My body began shaking with anger. My breathing became heavier. If he wanted to fight , let's do it , I thought because I was sick of his shit. The same shit. Every single fucking night ! I was tired of it !
" Run that shit by me again hoe. " He said as he balled up his fist.
" You heard what the fuck I said nigga. I didn't stu-" before I could get another word out he struck me and down to the floor I went. Blood began to drop out of my nose and onto the white carpet. He kneeled down and grabbed a fist full of my hair.
" MICHAEL LET GO OF ME ! YOU'RE HURTING ME ! LET ME GO! " I screamed.
" SHUT UP BITCH ! YOU DON'T LISTEN UNTIL I PUT MY HANDS ON YOU ! " he said as he picked me up by my hair and threw me on the bed. I tried jumping up but he over powered me. I kicked and struggled to break away as he laughed louder and louder. This was a joke to him. Seeing me covered in my own blood. Struggling to break away from his grips. He was becoming a monster.
" Michael , get off of me. You're hurting me! " I screamed. He slapped me. My lip now busted. He just laughed and wrapped his hands around my throat & gripped tight as he leaned in closer. I turned my face away and shut my eyes tightly.
" If you ever talk to me slick like that ever again , I'll kill you. Trust me , I'll fucking do it. I'll put a bullet right through that little head of yours. Don't under estimate me bitch. I'll fucking kill you. " He said as he released his grip around from my neck . I tried moving out the way fast as I could but he pushed me back down.
" Michael get off of me. Please. " I said as tears started running down my face.
" We ain't done. All this fighting made me horny. Undress. Now. " He said as he unzipped his pants and rubbed his dick to an full erection.
" Michael , No! I'm not doing this tonight. " I said crying.
Another slap to the face.
" Undress now! " He yelled. I looked at him with tears on my face and began to undress. He looked at me like I was just some piece of meat he was going to devour. He licked his lips with a wicked smile once I became fully naked. He pushed me back on to the bed and climbed on top of me. My cries became harder and harder. He put one of his hands around my throat and the other gripped my ass.
" Michael please stop " I cried.
He just pounded harder and harder. He was hurting me and that's what gave him excitement. It felt like he was tearing my insides out. I closed my eyes tight and and cried in agony.
" SHUT UP! " he said as he slapped me again and pounded harder.
" You are hurting me ! Michael , please stop! " I cried. He slapped me again.
" You're gonna learn how to talk to your man tonight! And I mean it. Turn that ass over. "
" No! " I cried out.
He pulled me by my hair and turned me over on my stomach.
" Michael please ! I'm sorry ! I'm so sorry baby , please! Stop ! I said. My face was now bloody , full of tears and snot. Our white pillows were covered in blood. My blood. My cries meant nothing to him. He showed no remorse. No mercy. He forced my legs open and shoved his dick in. I stopped all of my crying and just looked out the window of my balcony. I stared at the full moon. My mind went blank. I guess after what I did to his wife. I guess this was my punishment. I guessed this is what I deserved. I guess I deserved this. Every stroke he took was a pain but I showed no emotion. I laid there and took it because I knew I could not fight this man. I just laid there until he was finished. His body collapsed onto mines and he said " Damn girl. That's good. Mmm mmmm mmm " He said as he turned over to the opposite side of the bed.
I tried to pick myself up and go to the bathroom but I was too weak. I began to cry again when I saw the bloody covered pillow. He turned over and cut off the light.
" Go to sleep. I'll take you shopping in the morning. " He said. He said it as if I was some trick ass bitch who could be bought! I loved the finer things but this was one of those situations he couldn't make up for. My face was bloody! My face was busted ! He fucked me ! And now I'm in pain! And you think you can throw a few Chanel's in my face and everything will be ok ?!
I laid down in the bloody covered pillow. For the first time in years , I prayed. I prayed to God. I asked God to take me out of this. Take me out of this situation. Take me out of this hell. Even if it meant dying. Just take me out of this. I couldn't handle it anymore. I didn't want to live with this monster ! God just save me. Please. Save me from this. I prayed long and hard. Begging God.
I had to come up with some sort of a plan to escape to leave. I can't take this anymore. I'll die here. He would kill me if I don't kill myself or find some sort of escape. I can't. I just can't live like this anymore. This will all come to an end very soon. I wouldn't be leave on my own. I needed some help. I needed someone I can trust to help me get out of this situation. I needed my bitch. I needed my sister. I need my Bestfriend. I needed Andrea.
