Musically Green

Blue storms, dead grass

I woke up the next morning in pain. Excruciating pain. Everything near my vagina hurts. My legs clench together and man was that a mistake. I huff. I really need to piss and that involves moving. I stand up to my disdain and begin to walk. The first step I took had me ready to cry.
     " Ouch god damned it! Shit. Ouch ouch ouch." I hear laughing behind me. I don't dare turn to face the smirk I know is plastered on his face.
     " I don't see shit funny ass hole. I'm in great pain here. It's your fault I'm limping and shit. The least you could fucking do is help me out."
     " Oohhh. Potty mouth. I liked you better when you couldn't speak. But you know, there are other ways to use that pretty little mouth of yours."
     " Look here little bitch. Why don't you just shut the fuck up and help me out here you useless piece of shit. I'm going through hell right now. Damn."
     " Not yet but you will be if you keep talking like that. I've never heard someone curse so much. You've said every curse word in that one sentence. He says as he picks me up bridal style.
     " Oooouuuuuuuccccchhhhhh!" I howl hitting his shoulders. He laughs.
     " Now who's the bitch? You are. You are." He coos sitting me on the toilet. He starts making bath water I assume for moi. After I piss I stand up moving towards the water.
     " Yeah you're definitely not going to school. I can't let you walk around like that. People are going to think you got hit by a car. Or a train. Or a bus."
     " Yeah yeah yeah. Ok I get it. We can stay but Monday we go. Your gonna fail."
     "Am not. Thou shalt not fail in the presence of his true love."
     " Says who? If you keep ditching you are and I'm gonna watch laughing as you fail. Watch me."
     " You're unmercifully cruel this morning aren't you?"
     " I have every right to be. I'm going through a crisis. Can't even move a fucking toe. All cause of you."