Cold brisk fall air entered the room forcing me to wake up. My husband was down stairs yelling at the TV. I had been married to him for about three years now. I dragged my body out of bed groggy and wishing to go back to bed. Today I turned nineteen but it didn't seem to matter to him. Before we go any futher yes I was married at sixteen. My parents forced me into the marriage to save them and all their debt problems. Anyways, I climbed out of bed and started to get dressed. I parted my blood red hair to the right side of my head, putting on my cartilage piercing and my lip piercing. Soon after he started yelling for me "ALEXANDRA GET YOUR FUCKING ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE ME FUCKING BREAKFAST!!!". I quickly rushed to get dressed almost falling over as I did that awkward dance to put my skinny jeans on. Rushing down stairs I began to cook " ALEXANDRA GET ME A DAMN BEER!! " He screeched. I tried to be quick but when I got there he grabbed me by my wrist his drunken glare catching me off guard. It was 8 in the morning and he was drunk again. "I know what day it is and I don't care. I'm going out to the bar tonight while you stay and clean this fucking hell hole." He hissed. I nodded and pulled my wrist out of his grip and tried to rush back into the kitchen. "Also get ready for some major time in the shower. I need you to please me" He barked. I winced "This isn't going to be fun" I thought. I made his plate of bacon, eggs, hash browns and French toast handed it to him and went to prepare the shower.
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HorrorHe hated me. He despised me. He never wanted anything to do with me. He beat me. He hurt me. I couldn't do anything about it. Until one day I broke.
