"Milan! Baby you can't leave me!" he screamed, while throwing plates all over the small kitchen.
"5 years, Sean... 5 fucking wasted years." I said with tears running down my face.
"I swear, I will change." he calmly repeated for the umptenth time
"You will, not for me. For the next woman, or any woman who is willing to love you." I spat
Turning my heels, with my head high, I exit through the front door. I ran into his arms.
"You're fine now baby girl. You're all good." whispered Trey
And for the first time in 5 years, I believed in those words.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A.N: Not all chapters will be long. This story is for mature readers only. If you don't like swearing, violence, abuse and things similar to such, I suggest you stop right here because, honey... It gets worse from on our.
THANK YOU. :*
