Black As Snow

Part 3

"I'm tired, I want to go to bed." I broke the silence. "Ok, one more minute more I'm happy here, then we can go to bed." He responded. "No, I want to go to bed now. Without you." I realised my mouth was opening and that I had lost all control of what was being said. The fear set in almost instantly. "What did you just say?" He said with a glare that spoke a thousand insults. "I-I'm sorry I was just, uh, trying to, uh, explain to you that ..." I couldn't bring myself to say to him that I wanted out of this relationship before it was too late. "... I need my s-sleep, and um I think that I could get the best sleep in the guest room tonight.." I waited for his response. "I see. Are you not sleeping well?" he asked. "N-no not really. I think I may be coming down with a bug and I d-don't want to give it to you." I stuttered. I had a million excuses I could choose from, so I choose 'I'm ill' how pathetic am I. I waited anxiously for his response. "Of course, I don't want to get ill." He replied with a chuckle.

I headed off in the direction of the guest bedroom, remembering to gather my duffle bag of belongings on the way. When I got to the bedroom, I threw my bag onto the bed and grabbed my wash bag out, heading for the en-suite bathroom. I locked the door behind me before taking a rest on the toilet set lid. Once I was sat, alone, in the quiet bathroom, I finally let my emotions take over and I began to weep. I couldn't hold it in anymore, my plan to leave had failed and he seemed furious when he caught me and yet he had backtracked his punishment and released me from the shed. That had only lead me to worry more. What was he going to do to me? Had he really forgiven me already? Was he hiding his real punishment? I had so many questions with no answers to any of them. 

There was a slight shuffling sound coming along the corridor which snapped me back to reality. I prayed he wouldn't come into the room, but that was never going to happen. As he knocked on the bedroom door I slipped out of the bathroom. I made myself look busy as I unpacked my duffle bag. "Goodnight my love." He said as he peered around the door. "Goodnight" I replied, begging he wouldn't ask for a kiss before bed. I climbed undo the duvet and turned off the lamp as he made his way across the room. He perched on the edge of the bed and kissed my forehead. As I closed my eyes he got up and left the room, closing the door on the way out. As I drifted into an unexpected slumber, I found myself thinking if I would ever wake up again, and his plan was to punish me as I slept. Who knew what he would do while I lay there vulnerable, unable to protect myself. But there was nothing I could do about it, he had taken my phone and camera the week before, so I had no way of recording what happened whilst I slept. I just had to pray nothing bad would happen; that the snow would all be gone in the morning, so I could leave; that maybe if I was super lucky for once, he would leave and never return.