I returned to the house despite everything. I went back to the small cramped apartment. I had all of my things there and I didn't know where else to go. I didn't want to think I was not normal. I wanted to believe that he loved me.
"Why is the carpet not clean?" he said pointing with his socked toe towards the floor.
"I didn't get a chance to clean it yet," I said.
"You should have."
He raised his hand and I flinched like a battered dog. He laughed at that. But then he'd be so kind later. He took me out for French cuisine and bought me whatever I wanted in clothes. This was unlike Ted. Ted wouldn't let me go to the store whenever I wanted. I told myself into thinking this was a better result. But it came to the point where he wouldn't let me spend my money on something, and that became something special.
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No Strings
RomanceBess's life never went right. Her mother always called Bess her sad little accident. Her boyfriends demeaned her, killed her pets, and threatened violence on her. And becoming an Advertising Designer seemed always a little out of reach. So she thoug...
