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MEARA WAS SITTING ON THE COUCH OF her hotel room while smiling at the text messages she got from her friends, when her phone was ripped out of her hands. She looked up and came across her boyfriend David. He was checking out her messages, Meara stood up and tried to grab her phone from his hands, but he pushed her making her land back on the couch.
"I want to see what has you smiling so much. It better not be a guy." He told her, checking her conversation with her best friend once he knew it wasn't a boy he threw the phone at her, it hitting her in the chest.
"You know I don't text random guys, you're my only one." She said standing up grabbing his face in her hands, he just scoffed and pushed her hands away. "Yeah, right." He muttered, but Meara heard him. He grabbed a scotch that he had requested at the bar earlier.
She ran her fingers through her hair in exhaustion, it was always the same fight and she had enough of it. "Why don't you trust me? You always fight me over the same thing! And you know I don't cheat on you." She screamed at him, David turned around towards her with an angry expression. "I love you and you treat me like shit!" He walked fast towards her and grabbed her chin with his right hand, making her look at him in the eyes.
"Shut your mouth up, before someone hears!" He exclaimed loudly in her face, the smell of alcohol strongly occupying the air around her.
"Let me go!" She exclaimed, pushing his hand away but that made him mad. He threw the scotch glass on the floor and pushed her up against the wall. The sound of the glass breaking made her wince in fear. And when her head hit the wall, tears sprung in her eyes. "Let me go!" She screamed again, he grabbed the top of her head and brought it forward before smacking the back of her head against the wall. She could feel blood on her head.
"You do not tell me what to do! You got that?" He asked her, grabbing her chin again but she didn't respond. So he screamed again. "You got it?" She nodded, he distanced himself from her.
Meara stumbled and put her hand on where she felt the blood, bringing her hand back to the front where she looked at the blood. She ran to the bathroom and grabbed the roll of toilet paper taking way to much trying to clean her head up.
David walked around the bathroom, heading towards the bed. "I'm going to sleep, you better be in here when you finish or you'll be in trouble." He said on his way.
Meara just continued to try and clean as much as she could the blood. A sob escaped her mouth and she covered it with the hand that wasn't full of blood. She sat on the bathroom floor crying, for what seemed like 15 minutes when she heard snores coming from the bedroom. So she stood up and got rid of the remaining paper, grabbed the hotel room key and left to the bar.
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10 stars and I will continue, I feel like my brother asking for money that I owe him.
