Chapter 7: The Hell I Barely Escaped From

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(Eve - Love Is Blind)
**TRIGGER WARNING: Domestic violence, physical abuse, verbal abuse, emotional abuse & rape**

-Maya At UCLA, 5 Years Ago-

"You better hurry your ass up, I'm not going to be late to this shit because of your stupid ass!"

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"You better hurry your ass up, I'm not going to be late to this shit because of your stupid ass!"

A text I read all too often from him, I swear I don't mean to make him so angry. All I wanted to do is make him happy again. Y'know, like we used to be, I guess I gotta try harder. I looked at the engagement ring that he placed on my hand 6 months ago and sighed. I hope he'll be a better husband than boyfriend.

I grabbed the last of my items for my purse and scrambled out of my dorm. As I ran outside trying to catch my breath, Nathan towered over me. A stern "Get in the damn car." was all he could say. I got into the car and buckled in my seatbelt and he drove.

To be honest, I don't see why I have to be dragged out on a 2 hour ride ( when speeding) to go to see his friends perform at his school

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To be honest, I don't see why I have to be dragged out on a 2 hour ride ( when speeding) to go to see his friends perform at his school. He never cared about going to Carmen's presentations, he has even kept me from going to a few.

Especially her big Google presentation in San Francisco. He never liked Carmen, even more so Annalise. She couldn't stand the sight of Nathan, she was always telling me how evil he was. But she doesn't understand, he came from a well to do family.

On top of that, he was a part of the reason I was in this school. He always showered me with gifts and took me on vacations and even helped out my father advance in his career because his father is CEO.

He wasn't as bad as she says, I don't want to ruin what we have. Even if he hurts me from time to time, especially when he's drunk. I hope that the liquor is kept at a minimum out there. "How much longer?" I sleepishly asked.

"Well it would be much closer if your fat ass went to Stanford with me & not UCLA. You think I like racking up mileage on this car because of your useless ass?! No, but you had to be on some other bullshit going to some damn wack ass university."

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