Only You Can Save Me

"I feel safe with you."

AN: Trigger warning for homophobic slurs and violence.

Austin was infuriated. First off, Camila lost his baby. It was her fault. The one thing that he ever wanted got taken away from him just like that. He was so upset when he found out the baby didn't have a heartbeat. Austin had taken a few days off from work to spend at home with his wife, mourning their loss. And now she was openly talking to Lauren. He hated that woman. 

He sped the entire way home and quickly pulled into their driveway. "Get the fuck out of the car and go inside. Now!" He screamed at her. Austin watched as his wife took off quickly and went in the house. He slowly got out of the car and followed her inside. As soon as he shut the door he yelled, "Why the fuck were you talking to that dyke! And don't fucking lie to me!" He said as he walked toward his wife.

Camila felt her hands shaking as she hurried into the house. She took off her heels and clasped her hands in front of her to wait for him. "She heard I was an interior decorator and asked me if my schedule was open." Camila quickly lied to him. There was no way she could let him know that Lauren was the client she'd been working for already. Slowly, she lifted her gaze to look at him as he approached her. This wasn't good. He was more pissed than she'd ever seen him before. "I told her that I was just about finished with my current client and my schedule would be opening up soon so I could look at her living room."

Austin shook his head. He could see the looks that woman was giving his wife. He didn't like it one bit. "You will not be working for her." He said with a low tone. "You are better than that. You do not work for a fucking dyke! Not while you're married to me!" He yelled as he was right in her face. Austin unexpectedly reached out and shoved his wife, hard. She went flying to the ground. "Get up you fucking bitch!" He watched as his wife stumbled to get back on her feet. "Who the fuck do you think you are to disobey me and embarrass me at my fucking work event!" He shoved her again, getting closer and closer to the wall each time.

Camila gasped when he placed his hands on her and shoved her. Her eyes closed as pain traveled through her body from the previous injuries. "She's a paying client, Austin." She whimpered as she stood back up.

Austin chuckled bitterly. "I don't give a fuck if she is a paying client. You. Don't. Work. For. Her." He said loudly. 

"I didn't embarrass you, you embarrassed yourself by making a big deal out of it," Camila shot back, finally feeling her strength to fight back against him. But as she felt her back hit the wall, she knew that she was cornered.

He was fuming now. His wife was starting to mouth off to him again. "Me? Embarrassed myself? Do you know who you are talking to?" He yelled as he took his forearm and pressed it against Camila's neck and pushed her into the wall.

Her husband was bigger than she was and she had no way of fighting him off, but she had to try. "What difference does it make if she's gay? I'm married to you." Camila pushed. Even though she didn't want to be married to him anymore, she didn't have the guts to say it to him yet.

"You don't fucking talk back to me!" He yelled as his other hand came up and punched the woman in the face. "You're my wife. You fucking listen to me when I talk to you!" He yelled as he punched her in the side this time.

Camila gripped his arm in an instant and gasped for air. "Stop!" She pleaded, but it went unheard as his fist connected with the side of her face. All Camila could do was stay there and take it. "Please stop!" She nearly screamed when his other hand landed right in the same spot it always did on her side. The same spot that he'd focused on ever since the baby was lost. Camila lifted her hands to push on his chest. "I didn't do anything wrong, Austin. All I did was talk to a person." She felt tears sliding down her cheeks as she looked up at him.