Loved & Abused/short story

regret

       Its been about three months since I've talked to Bryon I felt bad about things I sat here in the mirror starring at myself I had a black eye and some scars on my cheek  I started covering things up with my makeup. Michael only hits me because its my fault I should know better than to provoke him I don't know why I even bother. I started dabbing makeup on my chest covering the bruises. Next thing I know Michael was banging on the door which startled me making me drop my contacts Shit. "Open the door Clare now." I took a deep breath before opening the door. He soon walked in looking at the contact lenses in my hands. "Clare who the fuck you wearing contact lenses for huh who you need to see when I'm right here you won't see nothing when I black your other eye."I just started crying Michael then hugged me while stroking my hair "you know I love you right?" moments like this made my day "Yea I love you too." I said while wiping away my tears. I could see him smile he looked just like himself again "Well hurry up and get going I'm hungry don't forget the bacon" I then threw on my sunglasses and walked out the door.

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while putting the eggs in the basket I saw Bryon with some girl who was gorgeous caramel with hazel eyes and curly hair that kinda made me sad but I had to suck it up I made my decisions. I saw her point my way making Bryon look I sighed as I saw him walking over to me "Hey clare how you been" he sounded

happy and if he was happy

with that slim Jim over there I was happy for him. "I've been good you look like you've been doing swell and your girlfriend is beautiful by the way." he shook his head "not that I owe you an explanation but we're just friends and yea I've been doing much better since you broke my heart." I just sighed "I'm sorry for that but I must be going."  I began walking off but not before turning back around "it was really nice seeing you" Bryon just nodded. After finishing up shopping I was on my way back to the house when I saw Michael on the steps looking upset I got out and went to the trunk grabbed the groceries walking up the steps only to have his fist connected with my jaw I fell back down the steps I was in so much pain "Bitch where the fuck were you it takes ten minutes to drive there and back plus the extra fifteen for you to shop that's a total of thirty-five minutes it is 2:40 its five minutes unaccounted for so what the fuck is up." I cant believe I'm in a relationship with a psychopath "I saw a friend and had a brief conversation." He just looked at me in disgust "let me find out you cheating ill kill you, Now pick up this shit and bring it in the house." he said while walking back in the house. I looked around people walked as if they didn't see what happened I just cried how could things get this bad.