Warrior

10(You're Mine)

Quinn POV

I plucked at the fraying strings from the sleeve of my hoodie, seeing how much time I could buy before I'd need to talk. This was definitely something I needed to get off my chest but I had never told anyone and it was finally time, things have escalated too far.

Thomas sat opposite of me, elbows on his knees and chin in his hands, staring straight at me while I tried to avoid his gaze. I knew he wouldn't pressure me but his stare was certainly more pressure than needed to crack the surface of my worries.

A deep sigh escaped my lips before I finally met his gaze and leaned back on the sofa, making myself a tad more comfortable.

"Four years ago I met this guy named Kendall. We were in love, well, what I thought was love. We met at a bar and instantly hit it off, he was everything I ever wanted in a relationship."

My thoughts sparked in different directions as all the memories came flooding back simultaneously.

"When we reached the year mark in our relationship he told me he was moving and wanted me to move in with him. I was young, stupid, in love and emancipated myself from my parents to move with him even though they knew what was best for me and had forbidden me to go with him.

Once we moved away, things started slowly changing and it was then that I realized Kendall's true colors. He began to punch walls whenever he was angry, or throw items across the room. There were times when he came close to hitting me but would always apologize and told me he would get anger management to help. Eventually one day, I guess he just snapped.

He came home one afternoon after work, something must have happened because as soon as he stepped through the front door it was like an evil aura was emanating off of him. I steered clear and stayed in our room but it was like he was looking for me because he came straight into the room, straight to me, and threw me onto the bed."

I took the chance to glance up at Thomas in between my story, his face as impassive as ever.

"After having his way with me, he told me to make him dinner and went into his office, leaving me stunned but not trying to anger him any more I went to the kitchen and began cooking his favorite meal. Hopefully that would have calmed him down, or so I thought."

~flashback~

As soon as I had finished dinner he appeared once more and sat down at the table to begin eating until he looked up at me standing off to the side. I was nervous, no I was terrified of his anger issues that seemed to be getting the better of him.

"Sit. Eat." I glanced at his cold grey eyes and obliged, sitting across from him and making myself a plate. My mind raced, the man who I loved was now terrifying me and I didn't know what to do. The thought of leaving raced through me but doubt ate at my heart, I knew that I wasn't going to sit back and let him do this to me but how was I going to leave without something bad happening.

Without my realization, Kendall slammed his fists down on the table and I jumped in surprised, looking up at him to see the scowl across his face. "Why aren't you eating?" I gulped at his words and glanced down at my meal, realizing that I was just pushing my food around. To be honest I had lost my appetite, the revolting taste in my mouth from the way he had been acting was ever present and there was no comfort food that could calm my aching soul.

"Answer me." His voice came out low and firm, the fork in my hand quivering and I noticed that it was my entire body that was shaking.

"I'm just not that hungry, I ate earlier." There was no reason to feed the fire so I tried to appease to him as calmly as I could.