Broken

Chapter 1:

I sat there waiting for him to look at me, just waiting for him to feel my pain of my broken heart, waiting for him to feel what I feel, he did this to me, he hurt me, I thought he loved me, but the bruises said something different.

John and I got married very young, john was 22 and I was 20, two young and stupid kids thinking they were in "love".

At first john and I only fought once in a great while, in till he started drinking. Drinking away his sorrow, his pain, his gilt, his loneliness.

At on point we had the thought of expanding our family, that thought was only a dream for us and stayed a dream for us, that was the point when he started to hurt me, hitting me repeatably over and over again, calling me names that I can't imagine a man would call his wife.

John would never stop hitting me. At one point it went to far and he ended up pushing back making me fall backwards from the sudden strong impact, I hit my head hard across the coffee table, the last thing I remember was putting my hand to my head groaning from the pain. The only feeling was the warm blood filling up in my hand and slipping like silk between my fingers.

That was the last straw for me, right after that I filed out the divorce papers. He begged and pealed that he would changed and I believed him...

I was wrong to believe him, he started hurting me again saying the things and, drinking, drinking, and drinking.

Ever since he started abusing me, I tried as hard as i could to hide the bruises. I tired for 3 years, faking a smiling, acting like I was happy.

I was scared, scared of the monster living inside the man I loved.

The devil is not a man with with the red horns or the red tail, he can be beautiful, because hes a fallen angle, he was gods favorite. All monsters are human.... And all humans are monsters.

I met john in collage, he was the sweeties guy, I still think his drinking problem is because of me.

Trying to leave him was hard, not because I didn't want to leave the man I thought I was in love with, it was because I couldn't he wont let me.

Trying to be supporting, was difficult, everything I said, he took the wrong way, twisting my words.

I knew that I had to go, it will be good for both of us, he can't hurt me and maybe he will change. I know what I have to do I just have to have faith in myself, I have to get away. Its time to run.

Sorry for the cliffhanger right away... but please enjoy the story!! :) it's not edited yet, sorry... please tell me how i did so far!!!