MONSTERS (Z. M)

Chapter 32

Cherry
After putting my concealer well enough , I took deep breathes in front of the mirror. I shut my eyes and made a little prayer to the god of makeup beseeching them to touch Zayn's heart to accept the hard work i had put in to cover his work. I was tired of redoing my makeup over and over to cover the bruises.

He went too far that night.

I exhaled, lifted my pounding head high before I walked out of bathroom trying to not cry over my painful neck .

I had spent the whole morning squeezing tea bugs against my huge eyebags that made me look like a frog.

For the past one month, I had spent the whole night every day, crying after that monster had taken advantage of me.

I thought I could get used to it, I mean it had been over thirty days with me going through that abuse every single night but, it still hurt. It was still humiliating. It still was devastating.

It was turning me into some robot that I didn't like . I had spent most of my time in the bedroom hiding from the world.I was tired of everyone telling me sorry, I was tired of their pity looks when they cast their glances my way .

I was starting  to feel horrible for Jason. We barely spent any time together anymore. Like that day, Zayn had locked me up the whole day and only gave me thirty minutes to go put Jason in bed. And that was just after he had sent me back, for like ten times, to do my make up right.

I hadn't eaten the whole day,I couldn't even remember when I fell asleep the previous night, after he was done abusing me, he gave me one star out of five , commented on how cold I was, and fell asleep leaving me to cry over how ruthless he had been .

When I woke up , my eyes were swollen, so he locked me up after giving me 'home remedies' to get rid of the eyebags.

When I walked and didn't see him on the bed, I was exhilarated. I rushed to the play room, where Charity was, being a mother to my son. I pushed the door and was greeted by the most adorable voice. "Mummy." I smiled taking in my baby's appearance.

He had already showered and dressed in a blue pyjama.  His small legs ran to the door where I was still standing dumbfounded. He suddenly looked all grown up. A tear of happiness fell from my eyes as he approached me.

"My baby." I picked him up twirling him around and around until we were dizzy. That cute and adorable giggles left my heart beating like a drumbeat .

"Should I bring you something to eat? I can sneak you something from the fridge " that right there was the kind of look I hated.

Pity.

" It is okay."I said putting Jason next to his toy cars and then plopping on the floor. Before we could even start playing,  the door flew opened. I stiffed at Zayn's presence in the room,especially when Charity walked out, leaving just the three of us. I heard his footsteps approach us, until he was standing right behind me.

"I want you." he purred into my left ear. like usual, his weedfull breathe almost cut off my nose. 
Did he ever not smoke weed?

God! do not go near my son with that breathe. It  was catastrophic.

I  scoped Jason in my arms and stood up rocking him lightly . Skillfully, I moved away a little, praying that he would just stay put.

Prayer definitely not answered,

he followed gradually killing the space I had created between us. shamelessly, his right arm made it to my waist squeezing me against him. I moved away again, disgusted by his lousy move . How dare he do that in front of my son?