Hopelessly Hopeful Danny Worsnop Fanfic

Which Way Will I Fall

I hear someone storm through my door at my house I was just about to go see who it was when I hear his voice.

"You were to have dinner ready when I got home you fucking bitch!" I watch his temper build and build, but this time I'm not backing down this time I've had enough. He punches me and throws me to the ground and places his shoe on my face pinning it down to the floor.

"If you want the pain to stop you will give into me tonight.*he presses harder* does this hurt you worthless bitch?!"

"This doesn't hurt a bit, I've hurt so much in my life you have no power over me any more."

This catches him off guard and gives me the chance to get up off the floor. I look him dead in the eyes unwavering unafraid.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE AND NEVER COME AROUND HERE AGAIN!"

"You think you can talk to me like that you fucking whore! You've been with that guy who left you weren't you? Tell me does he make you feel like a woman?"

Normally this would be a good warning to run, but as Danny always said I'm beyond stubborn I'm not designed for backing down from a argument or fight. I just laugh in his face.

"I haven't been with Danny since he left and yes he did make me feel like a woman as you put it. The biggest mistake of my life was letting you control me for so long."

This sparks a rage in him I've never seen he grabs me and throws me against the wall and starts punching me till I fall down and starts kicking me in my stomach and ribs screaming who knows what. I manage I get away from all of his violence and grab the gun and that stops him in his tracks.

"Come on baby put the gun down. I'm sorry I hurt you we can work this out can't we? Come on baby just put the gun away and we can talk like when we first got together remember the fun time we had looking for old coins?"

"I'm only gonna tell you this once. GET.OUT.OF.MY.HOUSE.AND.NEVER.COME.BACK.OR.I'LL.KILL.YOU"

He walks away and grabs a chair and throws it my head thankfully I don't pass out right away and he takes off running when I pull the trigger. Just as I dial 911 I pass out. I wake up a few minutes later in a ambulance and I tell them what happened and after I recover from a mild concussion and a few broken ribs I file a pfa he fails to appear in court and violated the restraining order by contacting me and following me to the point he got thrown in jail and he had other charges against him pending that added to his sentence. I got back in touch with the guys I didn't explain everything or see them right away, but they were happy I was okay. I got myself into therapy to help cope with this stuff and the lose of my two kids and after a year I somewhat started dating again on n off nothing serious.