Really sad and long imagine
(Elliot would never really do this )
Olivas POV
I sat there with my knees against my chest, crying hysterically. We were at it once again. The pain he caused me.. The tears he caused. My broken heart.. It was all him. I never got a break. He of course cheated on me.. And I of course stay with him..
"GET UP!!" he squeezed my arm and pulled me up. He pushed me against the wall, causing me to hit my head.
"Elliot stop.." I cried to him, in serious pain.
He got close to my face and whispered, "What makes you think I'm gonna stop..?" he chuckled evily and grabbed me by the throat, but he didn't squeeze. I stare at him with tears pouring out of my eyes.
"Please.." I manage to squeak out. He lightly squeezed. I immediately pull his hand away and run. Right before I was out of his reach, he grabbed me by my hair, pulling me back so that I'm pressed up against him.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" he asked as he pulled my hair.
"I hate you so much..." I say quietly then give up and let him go on.
He held onto my jaw and squeezed tightly. "Now you know better than to run from me.." he said before giving me one strong punch to the face. His anger is now visible, which meant there was no way I could stop him now.
"Elliot! PLEASE STOOOP!" I scream in between punches. Blood poured out of my face as if I was a sponge full of blood being squeezed.
"And you hate me?" he asked as he dug his nails into my neck.
"Yes.." I manage to say.
He smiled at me sweetly but yet evily.. "Now you know.. You love me babe." he gave me a soft kiss, pulled away then quickly punched me in the eye, letting me fall to the ground as he let go of my hair. I lay there, not knowing what to do. I was scared to move because I was scared he was going to hurt me again. I hear his footsteps going up the stairs.. I slowly got up and walked to the bathroom to get a wet rag. As I turn the sink off, I look up to see him standing there.. Looking gorgeous as always. No matter what he did to me, I always loved him.. And I don't think anything is gonna stop me from wanting to be with him. He stood behind me and kissed my neck. I watch him through the mirror, terrified.. He ran his hand up my arm softy and continued planting kisses all over my neck. I close my eyes, knowing something was about to happen... He stopped, he pulled his hands away so he was no longer touching me.. I slowly open my eyes and see him through the mirror, raising a belt. Right when I was about to move, he swung several times, hitting my back. I throw myself onto the floor, my back against the wall.. But that didn't stop him. He hit me everywhere, leaving marks. I cried out in pain. A few swings later, he stopped, then dropped the belt.
"Maybe you've learned your lesson.." he said as he put his hand out to help me up. I held onto his hand and he gently pulled me up and softly hugged me. I cried into his shoulder as he ran his hand over the back of my head over and over again, whispering "Shhh..."
He carried me to our room and laid me on the bed then he crawled next to me. I continued to cry in pain because he wrapped his arms around me from behind and squeezed me.
"Elliot.." I quietly cry to him.
He softly pushed my hair that was was in my face behind my ear. "Yeah baby?" he asked gently.
"You're hurting me.." I cry out.
He chuckled a little.. "I know.. That's the point.."
Soon enough later, I fell asleep in his arms.
I woke up to the sun light shining through my bedroom window, onto my face. I flutter my eyes open and look over to see Elliot wasn't there. I sat up and sit there quietly. There was music being blasted downstairs and loud laughters of men. I slowly stood up and walked down the stairs then into the dining room to see Elliot and his friend ( outside work) sitting there drinking. There was empty beer cans everywhere. I sigh quietly, knowing that I was going to get beat today because he's drunk.
"Ay! Get me another beer!" he shouted to me from across the room. I walk to the fridge, get out a beer and throw it at him, hoping it would hit him in the head. When it hit him, he stopped laughing then turned his head, looking at me evily.
"Lucky shot I guess.." I say, really regretting what I just did.
He slowly stood up, looked at me, then looked down.. Not even 3 seconds later he bolted after me.
"AHHHH!!! Elliot IM SORRY STOP!!" I scream and run through the house. I quickly run upstairs then into the bathroom, locking it. Hearing his loud foot steps made me tremble.
"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!!!!!!" he yelled as he kicked and punched the door.
"Calm down and I will!" I yell back, knowing he wouldn't.
"OPEN.THIS.GOD.DAMN.DOOR!!!" he slammed himself against the door in between words. I knew that if I didn't open it now.. The pain would be worse later. I slowly walk towards the door and unlock it. The door swung open, the handle hit the wall, causing it to put a hole in it.
He ran towards me, grabbed me by my neck and pushed my head against the mirror, causing it to crack a little. He squeezed tightly causing me to become dizzy. He finally let go.. My short breaths causing me to pass out.
-Laaaater-
I woke up in bed.. I look around and see Elliot sitting at the end of the bed watching me. I'm tired of being scared.. So I just lay there. He laid down next to me and held my hand.
"You had me worried babe.. I didn't think you were going to wake up." he whispered sweetly. I stare up at the ceiling.. Emotionless.
"Is that so?" I ask with a blank tone. I didn't show any emotion.. I barely moved my mouth when I spoke.
He nodded his head. "Yeah.. Worried sick. I'm glad you're ok." he gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I say quietly, in barely a whisper, "If you were worried about me you would have called 911... But you didn't.."
He brought his hand to my face, slapping against it. "If I said I was worried.. Then I was fucking worried.."
I roll on my side and face him. Staring into his brown eyes. He stared back into mine.. I could never stay mad at him.. Ever.
"Babe look.. I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to you.. I'm sorry for always hurting you. You know I love you with all my heart Liv.. I promise.. I'll change." he whispered the last part and brought me closer to him in his arms. He gave me a soft kiss.. I place my hand on his cheek and kiss him passionately..
I know for a fact he wasn't going to change.. And he knew for a fact that I wasn't leaving...
