Abusive Love

Chapter 4

It seemed as if he was going to apologize. But he took it back. And smacked me again. He picked the knife up and put it against my face.

I closed my eyes. I felt nothing. He must have felt bad and done nothing. Boy was I wrong. I felt a quick sting on my cheek.

I open my eyes to see Emilio looking at me angry. I feel something roll down my cheek. Blood. I begin to cry.

Emilio unties me and takes me to our room upstairs. Where he once again ties me up.

Emilio leaves the room turning off the lights behind him. What about me? You can't just leave me here.

I was stuck. I didn't know how long I was stuck in there. It felt like forever to me.

I heard the downstairs door open. I heard Emilio yelling. He was drunk. Great. I heard someone else's voice.

It was Ivan. Fuck. If he comes up here and sees me I don't know what Emilio is capable of doing.

I kept quiet and listened to them speak.

Emilio: Woooo woooo

Ivan: Shhh Emilio *laughs* Isn't y/n here? It's late she's probably sleeping.

Emilio: Oh shit. I forgot about her dumbass.

Ivan: Dumbass?

Emilio: Nothin *burps* nothin

Ivan: Want me to help you into bed upstairs?

Emilio: No! I got it. Thanks you can go home

Part of me wanted to scream and let him know I wasn't okay. But then the other part knew that if I did I would be dead meat.

I heard the front door open. The next thing I know I'm yelling at Ivan to help me.

I heard running. The door slammed open. I waited for them to turn the lights on. The lights went on. My eyes adjusted.

It was Emilio. I hear a car start up outside. Fuck. I am so screwed. I look at Emilio is terror.

He slowly makes his way over to me. He stands infront of me. I let my head hang. He pulls my head up by pulling my hair.

I winced at his touch.

Emilio: Gaaa damn. Does your face *burps* hurt?

He looked at my face longer. Why wasn't he mad and hitting me yet?

Emilio: I'm drunk, so I can't do shit.

He lays down on his bed taking his shoes and shirt and socks off.

Emilio: *yawns* But just wait until tomorrow

Me: Untie me I'm in pain

Emilio: Goodnight *laughs*

I tried to escape but it was no use. I tried and tried until I finally fell asleep.

The next morning I wake up in bed? What am I doing here? I was tied up last night... I touch my cheek gently. It hurts... a lot.

I run to the bathroom quickly. I look in the mirror. The cut was pretty bad. I started crying until something got my attention.

I had hickies all over my neck. I look down and notice my clothes had been changed. I start imagining only the worst.

I sit down and cry. I can't live like this anymore. But what can I do? Nothing. I'll never get away from Emilio Martinez.

I get into the shower to waste time. I didn't want to see Emilio. I get out and grt dressed.

I walk out to the room again. Emilio was on the bed smirking. I pretend I don't see him and walk over to the mirror.

Emilio: So

Me: What

Emilio: About last night

I interrupt

Me: What about it? The fact that you left me alone tied up or the fact that you rap...

Emilio: Don't you fucking dare say it

I rolled my eyes and did my hair. He walked over to me. I didn't move. He squeezed my side.

Emilio: You're never leaving me

And with that he left. I followed him downstairs. I was super hungry. I made myself some food. Emilio said he was going out and would be back soon.

2 hours went by when I realized he wasn't coming back soon. That was it... I was going to leave him.

I ran upstairs and started packing my bags. I packed as much as I could. I grabbed boxes from everywhere.

I found old pictures of Emilio and I. I left them scattered throughout the house. I was done packing. Now what?

Just as I thought that I heard a car pull into the driveway...