Loved By The Ghetto (Urban)

Chapter 19

RECAP:

A knock on the door tore our eyes away from Nick Cannon. The door opened and Reuben peeped through. "Er, I was just checking you two were alright." he said. I looked back at the TV and ignored him, even though I could feel his eyes locked onto me. When we didn't answer he sighed. "Er, okay." he shut the door and I breathed a sigh of relief. Courtnee left after a few hours and Reuben took the opportunity to do everything he could so I would forgive him. He kept on promising that he wouldn't hurt me again and that he loved me. He behaved like this for the next two weeks, letting me out the flat, and letting me stay out late with Courtz. I stayed over hers one night and headed back to his. I unlocked the door and we cuddled on the couch, eating jacket potato and watching The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. See, this is how it was supposed to be. And I was enjoying every minute.

END OF RECAP

So it turns out that was only temporary. He's started hitting me again. We argued over the stupidest things.

"I didn't do it." I was at the sink, washing up. Reuben accused me of deleting some show he recorded.

"Well who did?" He asked. I sighed and turned slightly.

"I already told you; you did!" I explained. He came home high last night and put on the telly. He wanted to record something but the Sky box was full so he deleted a show.

"Well if I did, I would remember wouldn't I?"

"Well I don't know, you were high." I moaned.

"You were with someone weren't you?" He spat.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He comes up with the craziest things.

"You brought someone here and they deleted my show."

"That's crazy! What's wrong with you, why are you getting so emotional man?" My temper was slowly rising.

"I'm getting emotional because my girl is cheating on me."

"I'm not cheating on you!"

"Yes you are! They were here and they deleted my show. So who was it? Who were you with?" He asked aggressively.

"No one! I'm not cheating, you deleted the show!" I shouted, drying my hands.

"Stop fucking lying!"

"I'm not!"

"You're lying to me! Who deleted it? Who were you with?" He pointed a finger at me.

"No one! I'm not cheating on you!" I replied defensively.

"Yes you are! Who is he? Who are you fucking?"

"No one!"

"Stop lying!"

"I'm not lying."

"Yes you are!"

He gripped my ponytail and pulled me to him. I already knew what was coming.

"No! Please!" I begged.

"Shut your mouth!" He pulled me to the floor and began punching me. I was so tired of his shit. Each punch was harder and hurt more than the last. At that point, I knew Patrice was right. I cried thinking about how foolish I was to dismiss her.

"Stop! Reuben please!" I pleaded.

"SHUT UP!" The anger in his voice silenced me and I pressed my lips together to muffle my crying. My tears wouldn't stop flowing as I looked up at his face. The strong, sweet and caring guy I had fallen in love with had vanished. And was replaced with this aggressive, obsessive control freak who gave me little freedom and treated me with no respect whatsoever. I pushed him as hard as I could.