Nora is married to a man named David Linderson. After she finds out he's not as stable as she thought he was, her life takes a turn and she goes from stuck to meeting friends but will it always stay the same? Will she get freedom it will she have to...
I wake up to the sound of screaming. "Give me the damn drugs!"
"$800!" I hear a gunshot. I burry my head in my knees. Make it stop! Tears slowly graze down my cheeks. The yelling stops and I hear the clock of the door. "Get up!" David yells. I get up. Lord knows I'm not strong enough to stand up. I'm scared. "Walk!"
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Shut up!" He holds the gun up to my neck. I just keep walking. He picks up a dress. "put it on!" He yells. It looks slutty. "Why?" "Your now the main way of my deals. You help me." He gives an evil look. He threw me the dress. I can't even tell what it really is. It's a ripped, black dress. It goes to a inch under my underwear. "Please leave" I say. "We are married, remember?" "Please." "No! Change" he yells and points the gun at me. I change. He stares at me. You can see my stomach and black underwear. It's ripped all down the front in huge rips. It's as if I'm not wearing anything. "sexy. Put this on!" He hands me a black coat to cover my body up, it's long. He shoves makeup in front of my face. "I'm going to make food. Put on the makeup. Please.... Look prettier than you usually do" I roll my eyes. He slaps me. "No! Don't do that!" He screams. As he smears the black eyeliner that I had already put on. He walks away and I fall to the ground in tears. I look to see my reflection. My once healthy skin is now horrible and my once curly and volumed hair is now knotted. My blue eyes are red and puffy from crying. I have dirt and eyeliner all over my face. No body really cares as long as they are able to Make out with me. It sucks. People just use me.
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I set as I think of my family. David moved us to the country, so he could take my life over and not let me see anyone. I miss everyone. Oddly, I miss my ex. My ex broke up with me when David threaten to apparently bomb my house and kill me if he didn't. That's how crazy David is. He sucks. "You done, sexy?" He ask as I apply the last of my dark red lipstick and foundation. He slaps my ass. I can't do much. He holds the gun up. "Go down stairs!" He yells I do as he says. Will this nightmare ever end?
This chapter wasn't that good, sorry. Me trying. Hope you enjoyed though. I got ideas. IDEAS. (Don't worry. They all good) -maybe- LoL. Bye my peeps.💧 🕳
