Betrayed

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Safya's POV

I was in my room, laying on my bed when I heard Matt screams from down the hall. He was clearly drunk. I knew that tonight was going to be just like any other night. I would be minding my own business and Matt would be coming home from a long night out with the boys. He stammers into our room about to fall over. 

"Hi baby, I made dinner for you. It's your favorite. Would you like me to go heat it up and bring you some water?" I asked him as he plops down on the bed beside me. The stench of alcohol fills my lungs, it's almost unbearable. 

"You have to heat it up!" He yells "It's my dinner and I expect it done by the time I get home!" I know he's just drunk, but it's every night. He goes out and drinks and who else knows what he does.

"I'll cook you something fresh okay?" I ask in a very low tone. I know what's gonna happen the second I raise my voice even the slightest. He nods his head yes and I get straight up adjusting my nightgown as I walk to the kitchen. I begin cooking grilled chicken served with homemade ranch a slice of butter melting on top placed on a bed of lettuces. I grab two cups out of the cabinet and fill them with ice water. I grab both cups and place them on a tray along with Matt's dinner. He's still awake by the time I get into the bedroom so I walk to his side of the bed and hand him his dinner. I then grab my cup and walk over to the desk lamp and turn it on. 

"Is is good?" I ask as he starts to nod his head yes putting another bite of chicken in his mouth. The alcohol smell has worn off but I can now smell the weed. Its a very faint smell covered up by the food I just made and my candle I had lit. I know its not good for me to love someone like Matt but I cant help myself. In the beginning he was good to me. Such a sweet and sober person. Despite dropping out of high school he had a job, until I moved in. 

Once I moved in with him things became worse. Things I tell my family weren't real. The type of things I wouldn't wish on anyone. Once I moved in we got more involved with each other. I thought this was my soulmate and we were gonna live happily ever after. Have kids, get married and be happy together. That wasn't the case with me. We tried to have kids but I found out I was non fraternal and could not safely carry a child. This broke my heart and I thought it broke Matt's too but it only broke his temper. After that things started getting violent. He would yell at me because he wanted a daughter of his own and I couldn't give that to him. 

"Honey are you done with your dinner?" I ask him lifting up from my soft pillows.

"Yea. Now go do the dishes, I'm going to bed!" He yells

"Yes baby." I say as I pick up his tray and walk to the kitchen once more. However as I'm washing dishes one of the platters got very soapy and I dropped it. The plate shattered all over the floor and I hurry trying to pick up everything before Matt wakes up. I was hoping the crash was quiet or Matt was so drunk he would sleep through it but that didn't happen. I hear his loud footsteps coming closer as I hurry to pick the pieces up but I wasn't quick enough. All I can do now is hope for the best.

"Baby I'm so sorry if I woke you up. Ill pick the mess up I promise." I say trying to hurry and pick the glass shards up.

"See this always happens. You're just a mistake. You can't do anything right!" Matt yells stepping closer to me. I don't know what to say so I just keep my mouth shut. "What you don't have anything to say?"

"No sir." I say very quietly. He was very mad and I knew what was going to happen next. 

"Exactly because you know I'm right now pick this mess up and meet me in our room. You have exactly 2 minuets." He yells storming off to our bedroom. Quickly I pick up the mess and wipe down the floor. I know what tonight's gonna be like. Just like yesterday and the day before. I sprint back to our room and stop right outside the door. I can hear him counting.

"6.....5.....4...."  He only gets to four as I slowly open the door. His eyes quickly shift to me scanning me up and down. His gaze is dark, demon like. I don't say anything I just stand there.

"Well don't just stand there come here! NOW!" He yells as I quickly jump from fear. I stand in front of him and look at me feet. "Down." He demands. So I get on my knees keeping my head down. 

"Now sweetie. I didn't want to have to do this. You know that right?" He asks me. Hes being very calm which concerns me.

"Yes sir. I'm sorry." I say.

"Did you clean your mess up?" He asks as I tell him yes. "Now look at me." He says placing a gentle hand on my chin slowly raising my head. "You're going to have to learn not to break things in my house love. Now, you're lucky I'm in a good mood tonight or else you know this would be a whole lot worse, don't you?"

"Yes sir." I say one final time as I feel a sudden hand hit my face. 

"Are you ever going to break anything else of mine?" He asks me in a louder voice. 

"No sir." I say 

"Good, now go lean yourself up. I'm ready for bed." He says as he pulls me up from the floor and points me to the bathroom. I finally lift my head up and I can see the red whelp on my face. It takes every strength I have not to cry. I start running myself some bath water hoping to relax and wash away tonight. I'm in the bath for maybe an hour when I finally decide to get out and go to bed. By now its almost four in the morning and I'm exhausted. I slip into a clean nightgown and slowly walk to bed, but Matt's awake.

"Hi honey, what happened to your face?" He asked em as I step closer in the light of the lamp that was still on. 

"Oh nothing I just fell in the bath. I'm fine I promise." I say

"That's not what happened is it? I did that didn't I?" He asks me as I slowly nod my head yes. He's sober now I can tell. See he is only rude when he is under the influence of who knows what but when he's sober he is the man I fell in love with. "I'm so sorry baby. Here lay down and let me go get you an ice pack." He says getting up and helping me get into bed.

He brings me back an ice pack and places it softly on my face. I try to hold it but he wouldn't let me. "No I got it love. And you know I'm trying to get clean right. I'm so sorry I've been like this to you and I will change for you." He says pulling me closer and that was it. Soon enough we both fell asleep. 

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