Warning: Abuse
I shiver as I walk along the busy highstreet, the tears are still flowing from the events of earlier.
Slowly I open my eyes to a drop of daylight sneaking through the curtains. I turn to face my boyfriend, I'm not surprised to find his side of the bed empty and I doubt he will be back until late. Every Sunday he would be at the pub or at a club and end up waking up in some other girls bed. He can only get away with it because of his so called gang. The beat up everyone in there way even if that was one of their girlfriends.
Groaning I get up, as I remember that today is my first day on my new job. I'm only eighteen but I have already had six different jobs. I have never been able to keep a job more then 9 months for I keep turning up with brusies and they believe it is me being violent not my pethetic excuse for a boyfriend.
I stood up and changed into my uniform. I was wearing a black blouse with my work logo printed on the back, with matching black trousers. I tried my hair back in a neat bun before slipping into my convers, picking up my bag and heading downstairs to get myself some breakfast.
I looked at the glowing banner as you enter the building. I could see two of my classmates from college, Lisa and Di they also seemed to be working here for they were also wearing the uniform. They were sat at one of the tables disscusing something that seemed intense. "-last night"
"What was his name again Di?" Said Lisa, intrigued.
"Jack, you know Jack Smith the boyfriend of that sn-" She suddenly snapped her head up to met my eyes. It was funny as I saw
"Oh, don't worry about me" I said sarcastically, I was fuming. "Please continue, I want to hear all about your exciting night with my drunk ex-boyfriend." I emphasized the last bit to make it very clear, I put up with for far to long, I was afraid of him, but he has been messing me up for so long now I just don't care anymore.
I can't go home yet, he'll probably be back by now. I'll wait until later after he goes downtown. Then I will leave quickly and quietly without a fight. But for now I will have some me time for a couple of hours.
Finally I step inside the doors of Jack's apartment. I have around 20-30 minutes to get myself ready to go, so I set to work at once. I didn't want him to come back before I went because I knew he had the ability of being very violent when it pleased him. I found my sports bag in my suitcase ready to pack and bring downstairs. I stuffed my stuff into the bags as quickly as possible but also took the liberty of making sure that everything pack into the bags. I brought them downstairs and as I did so a chill went down my spine I realised he came home early. My first thought was escape out the fire exit, but it was too late. The door hand turned and slowly creaked open to reveal the drunk man, shuffling in the door.
"Charlie, come here now. I have been hearing that you have been being very naughty getting kicked out of your job again. Now come here for your reward " He slurred trying hard to sound sober as he looked it to my eyes, snickering.
"Who told you Jack, go on tell me who told you, was it by an chance Di your latest victim, because she told me all the fun you got up to last night!" I found myself almost shouting at him.
"Oh, Charlie honey, of course it was, she also told that you said that you knew you were being played, but we're to afraid to do anything about it." He reached a finger towards my face, my hand twitched slightly, but he took that as fear. "Aw, cute really, how you can be so fierce and care free in the bedroom, but outside in the real world, well this happens." As he looked down I saw the relaxed, drunk look fading quickly out of his eyes only to be replaced by a satanic fire.
"What are these bags doing here!" He demanded, shouting. My courage suddenly picked up.
"I'm leaving you, Jack so go and find another little puppy dog to follow you around, pay your bills and keep you and this crappy house running!" I screamed at him.
"Is that so, Charlotte, well the we'll have to see about that then won't we?" I felt myself being shoved against the wall. He pulled me into a forceful, disgusting kiss. Which soon followed by him trying to feel me up. I bit him on the lip then kicked him as hard as I could in the stomach, this delayed him long anough for me to grab my bags and leave. Where though I didn't know.
