He didn't mean it

chapter 2

It came as a shock, something that i could never have expected. I got in my car and got as far away from him as possible. I finally went home when my parents called me worried sick. That night i cried until i felt my body slowly drifting off to sleep. I drempt of Max of how it used to be. When everything was perfect.

When i woke up in the morning i decided to wait awhile before i told my parents. I figured if that was how the person that loved me the most reacted i couldn't be sure who would resort to violence. I got my school things together in a hurry and walked out of the house with my head down.

Once i got to school i walked down the hallway ignoring all the hello's from my friends and aqauintences. I walked to the bathroom and touched up my concealer. I noticed my phone was showing an unread message. I saw that it was from Max and even though i was kinda scared i looked at it.

" I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... Please forgive me." That was all it said but even that little was enough to get me to forgive him.

I walked out of the bathroom and found Max. I melted into his arms and he promised that it would never happen again. I guess i kinda knew better but at the time all i could think about was the fact that Max didn't mean it and i could put my whole life back together again.

I went through school feeling happy and on cloud nine. I rushed outside to the parking lot after school and into Max's car. I was a few minutes late and i could tell he was steaming. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!!!" Max shouted. I responded with trepidation " I I'm sorry I..." I stopped as i noticed his eyes go a sort of black and is fists clench up. I closed my eyes because i knew what was coming. It happened faster then a mongoose strike. The image of him before he hit me was burned into my memory. Every time i closed my eyes i saw him poised and ready to hit me.

We were almost back to my house when he stopped the car and began to beg for my forgiveness. He began to cry and he said it was because he was still really shaken up over the news. I forgave him because he was the father of my child. He promised once again that it would never happen again. I held him while he cried and i felt strangely at peace. When he calmed down he drove me home and i got out and walked up to the front door.