(It is almost summer for me and FINALLY, I can write whenever I want and don't have to have you guys waiting for an update! So be excited ;) XD Also, there are some requests that I CANNOT find for the living of me. I'm not sure how many there were, but some I can't find and don't remember the WHOLE thing, only small parts. I will give a description at the bottom of what I remember and the ones I remember I have not fulfilled that request yet. If you don't understand, it will make more sense at the bottom of this chapter XD If you feel like you requested and I didn't mention your plot, comment please~! Btw, this chapter is weird, and I mean messy and doesn't really make sense XD)
__________________________You shouldn't be used to this. Not at all.
The pain.
Physical.
Or emotional.
You shouldn't let him get away with sleeping with ever girl he likes, excluding you.
You shouldn't be used to his physical abuse.
You shouldn't be used to the emotional abuse.
Not even mental abuse.
You did love this man at one point, but he drastically changed one day. That's when your happy days with him turned into horrible, traumatizing days.
Everyday you feel scared he's going to come to your apartment and beat you, bring a girl home, put you down as if you're trash, put things in your head, or just hurt you in any kind of way.
For some reason, though, you stay with this man. You've wanted to leave, but you don't.
Maybe because of sympathy?
Maybe because you're scared of what will happen to you, both physical, mentally, emotionally, or futuristically.
The first man you truly fell in love with... now a monster and horrible person...
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"You're such a fucking bitch!"
"... please don't say that."
"This is the girl I love now, so get out of here!"
"But this is my place," you say timidly, as if you're as delicate as glass that could break at any moment.
"I don't give a fuck! Get out!"
The woman in front of you, no, maybe teenager. She had light brown hair, very pale skin with big dark brown eyes. She was very pretty, but she isn't nice, sadly, nor smart. Not smart because she's a minor sleeping with a 24 year old man, and not kind because, well, she's a bratty ten and then she did something that just made you blow your fuse in a very long time.
For the first time, never sticking up for yourself and scared to see what happens next... but all of that's gone now. You finally unleash this feeling inside of you, no, feelings.
Not going to say what the brat did, but soon enough, you slapped her. She squealed in pain as she put her hand to her face touching it gingerly.
"Get the hell out of my apartment! Both of you!"
Soon, your boyfriend, well, not anymore, finally, was frozen. Not a scared kind of frozen though, just, a surprised but angry frozen motion. The girl started crying as she said, "I'm leaving babe, do something about this bitch. She hurt me." You could hear lots of fake sobs leaving the girl's mouth.
She was shirtless at the moment, so she grabbed her hat while putting her shirt on, leaving your apartment door with a dramatic exit, the door slamming.
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