"MOM!, he will be here in just a second". I shouted to me mother telling her Jason will be here soon. I hope it goes well today with him. As always she could care less about him. I hate to say it but I feel the same. She acts nice not to hurt me and my feelings. *riiiiiiing*, I went to the door and opened it up to see Jason. I let him in and closed the door behind him. Before I could fully close the door my mother stopped it and told me to be careful. Then she left for her work. After some time we were sitting on the couch cuddling. I like this part, but not anything more. That didn't change as always he reached for my side's. The closer he got the more nervous I became. "Stop, please", I told him as he continued.
He told me it was fine putting his hand in my pants. We have sex every time I see him. More then half of the time I don't want to. I do love my boyfriend but he is really pushy and demanding. He only stopped to tell me to get him something to eat. Again I love him but I feel like he doesn't with me. All he does is treat me like an object it seems. Thinking to myself I cut my finger. The blood clumps my fur then dripped into the chicken and beans I heated up. I try to clean it up but he comes over asking what's taking so long. He saw my cut finger and calls me a dunce as he smacks my ass.
I started to say something then catch myself not wanting to start anything. Plus I knew I couldn't take him if it got rough. It hurts that no one is around to help. "WELL I BET.....ter Get this cut fixed", catching myself mid sentence. I cry as I left so he didn't see, he wouldn't care anyways. I couldn't see where the bandaids were because my eyes were too filled with tears. I took a moment then dried my face and clean myself up. After I called my friend
Alex: Mura I got ho agon
Mira: Alex hay what's wrong. I can barely over all that crying. Did he hit you again.
Alex: mhmm
Mira: that's it I'm coming this time I D don't care. You're him how you really feel.
Alex: *sniffle, sob* I love him but he can get too rough and hateful.
"HAY WHERE ARE YOU", he yells up the stairs while I was talking to Mira. I hung up and told him I'm coming down now. I act happy and held his hand making sure he sees nothing is wrong so I don't get hit again. Some time passes and he's still trying to get into my pants. I wonder if *DING*, the bell rings. He goes to awnser to door. I can see someone but only a little bit. He began to speak but got cut off. "Mira what are you do-ING". H was bent over holding what I thought was his stomach. He grunts angrily but I imagine he hurts too much to be mad right now.
"SHE DIDN'T TELL YOU HOW SHE FEELS OR OF FEAR FROM YOU. SHE CARES ABOUT YOU AND YOU REPAY HER WITH THE BACK OF YOUR HAND". Mira yells and looks pissed off. I had never seen her like this before. I step back in stock as I've never seen her hit anyone, let alone raise her voice. She takes him and pushes him outside then calls a cab after locking the door. I try to speak, "I...I think n-now me and him aren't together anymore".
"I care about your more then you think" she whispers. At the time I didn't hear her and I asked her what she said. She just shoved her head into my chest. I took her to sit down with me to calm her down. It took a little bit of time but she got there. "Sorry", she spoke out of nowhere. I asked for what but she remained quiet. We must have fallen asleep. The sun came up and lit up the room. I found her on my lap asleep. I didn't move so not to wake her. My mother came down and asked to make some breakfast for us. She then asked what hardened with Jason. "Mira happened mom, Mira happened". She raised a brow but I could care less. It's weird that I feel nothing after what happened last night. I don't miss him at all, and I'm actually happy that he's gone.
