the love I needed

Prologue

I look at my self in the mirror, my hair is all over the place, I have a black eye and a red hand print around my neck that somehow could be seen on my brown skin complexion. "How did I get to this place in my life" I say slightly above a whisper. " I thought he loved me, he said he loved me" I started to sob lightly as I took off the remaining of my clothes and took a step into the water filled tub. As I reflected on my life of what I've gone through through the past years of my life I start to wonder what's the point of living why am I still here. I sink into the tub and was startled by a loud banging on the bathroom door. "Amoira get the fuck out the bathroom your taking too fucking long" I just stared at the door, I know your wondering who that is. Well that's my husband Rae of 4 years. He wasn't always that brutal, he was sweet and a gentleman. But when his mom and brother died in a car crash 2 years ago he just started spazzing and heavily drinking. I tried to console him the best way I could but he'd just get mad and push me away or he'd hit me. At that point I just did whatever he told me to do. And you'd probably say why didn't you just leave , well I'm originally from San Jose, California and he told me that if I ever tried to leave him he'd just find me and drag me by my neck all the way back home. Im telling you all this and you don't even know who I am. I'm so rude, my name is Amoira Heiress Morgan. I am 22 years of age. I was a registered nurse before my husband made me quit my job because makeup could no longer hide the bruises. I am the oldest of 4 and I reside in Houston, Texas. But if your interested I'd like to tell you how it all began