Your POV:
Emilio has never always been like this. He was sweet and caring. First year of being together was amazing. He cared so much and was so sweet and nice. It was always laughs with him.
Until one day... everything changed. Everything came falling down. It was a normal day.
I wake up and roll over and see Emi sleeping. I kiss him making him wake up.
Me: Good morning babe
Emilio: Good morning love
Me: I'm going downstairs to make breakfast. You stay here. Breakfast in bed is always good.
He smiles and kisses me. I walk downstairs and start cooking. I make him his coffee just how he likes it. I toast him some bread and then I cook him some eggs and bacon.
As I'm walking upstairs I hear Emilio's phone start ringing. I wait outside the room and listen. He puts it on speaker.
Emilio: hello?
Phone: Emilio... something happened...
Emilio: Ivan?!? What is it?!?!
Ivan: Its Rebeca... shes... dead.
I dropped Emilio's food. How could she be dead?!?! All I hear is Emilio hang up and start tossing things around.
He opens his room door crying and mad. He looks at me up and down. He then looks at his food on the floor.
I go in to hug him. He needed a hug right now.
He pushes me away.
Emilio: LOOK WHAT YOU DID YOU IDIOT! CLEAN IT UP NOW!
I start cleaning quickly. He walks in again and grabs me by my hair.
Emilio: I SAID CLEAN!
Me: Let me go!
I start crying as Emilio drags me to the room.
Me: what's wrong with you!?
Emilio rages up and pulls his belt off and starts hitting me.
Who is he? Where is my caring Emilio?!
*a week later*
We both show up at the funeral. I have bruises from the whole week.
Ivan comes up to me.
Me: I'm so sorry for your loss...
Ivan: Its okay... woah... what happened to you?
Me: Umm.. i...
Emilio: She got into a fight with a girl
Ivan: Damn
*back at home*
I close the door as we go inside the house. Next thing I know I'm on the floor crying.
Emilio was on top of me hitting me. Why? Why me? What did I ever do?
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Abusive Love
FanfictionI ran and got in the closet. I heard heavy footsteps coming closer and closer. I cover my mouth with my hand as my tears keep falling. Emilio: Come out! He opens the closet and pulls me by my hair. *after the abuse* Emilio: I hit you because I l...