*Chai P.O.V*
"You think you can play me bitch! I'll fucking kill you! Who the fuck you think I am"
"Get off of me, please!" I said trying to get my fiance of 1year hands from around my neck, all I can think about is the hatred and darkness in his eyes.
"Bitch, you got me fucked up!" He said throwing me reaching for his gun.
"Baby stop you're not yourself right now, please baby you don't want to kill me, you love me right? I love you so much baby I would never hurt you" I said now pleading with my hands up. My eyes are burning from the tears falling from my blackened eyes.
"It's too late!" He said cocking the gun starting to pull the trigger.
"POLICE, DROP THE FUCKING GUN NOW!" Police swarmed in the room. I was finally able to breathe again. My heart was racing. I watched Jason drop the gun throwing me a sneaky grin.
"Put your hands behind your back" the officers instructed him.
"I'll be back bitch" he said kicking me in my face causing me to immediately see black.
At this point, I know my life is over with I've been suffering from abuse from this man for almost 3 years now we've been together for almost 5 years. Why me? I did everything a girlfriend was suppose to do, I cooked, cleaned, fucked him even when I didn't want to, made sure he was happy even if that meant forgetting my own happiness. I put him before myself! And yet, I was the one getting black eyes, broken ribs, busted lips, you name it. Jason, would come home like this after work. My friends would tell me to leave but I was so damn dumb. I believed in change, I had faith in my man. I prayed for him every night. My mom begged me to leave when she found out about the abuse. But I couldn't listen to them, I couldn't start a family with them. I couldn't exchange vows with them, they couldn't eat my pussy. He would promise me a change, and that promise only lasted a couple weeks. I should've listened to them.
