it's too complicated {mgk}

the storm

ophelia's pov

i walked in the house quietly not knowing if jack was up. not wanting to wake him up if he was asleep.

i walked into the living room putting all my stuff down when i heard someone walk in, i looked up at jack, scared. he looked furious. i knew posting that picture on instagram was a mistake.

"so now everyone in the whole world knows my girlfriend is a slut"

"me wearing a bikini doesn't make me a slut jack"

"really last time i checked your boobs and ass we're all out" he started walking towards me and every time he took a step forward i would take a step back. and soon enough my back was on the wall and he was face to face with me.

"you don't even know what you did by posting that, my clients will see that. my boss can see that. MY FAMILY AND YOURS TO CAN SEE THAT I DONT NEED PEOPLE SEEING YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT" he screamed the last part at me like i wasn't face to face with him

i pushed him off me and started running towards the stairs but after getting up two of the stairs i felt my legs being pulled from under me, making my face hit the stairs.

feeling like i broke my nose he flipped me over and started punching me. and he didn't care if anyone saw the bruises this time.

"this is what happens to whores ophelia" he said

his hands started going around my neck making it almost impossible to breathe, i started scratching and trying to hit him in the face but he wouldn't let up. all the sudden he stopped but the look in his eyes told me he wasn't going to stop. he straddled me and started punching me in the face.

"they get punished"

"i didn't do anything wrong" surprised it came out because i was sobbing

he wasn't letting up

"please s-st-stop i didn't do a-anything"

"then what is your instagram" he said has he started getting up

i laid there hoping it was over

not even looking him in the eyes just waiting for something to happen

i felt him starting to kick me. i wouldn't be surprised if my rib broke

"p-please stop" i said groaning

"i'll stop when i feel like" he said with a disgusted voice

he just keep going. felt like it was going on for forever. like he wasn't ever going to stop.

after a while he finally just stopped. i heard him walk up the stairs. not daring to even look at him. how could i even go back into that room and sleep with him tonight i can't.

i picked myself up with everything i had. i was in so much pain everywhere. i grabbed my phone my purse. didn't even bother putting shoes on. i ran outside got in my car. locked it and drove off.

i started to wonder what if i ever have to go back to the house. what would he do to me. what is he going to do when he wakes up and i'm not there. what if heard me leave.

all the what if's keep going through my head. like me taking myself out of this situation was bad.

he used my full name

no one has ever uses besides baze and my dad. my pride and joy. i only ever let baze call me that because he reminds me so much of my dad. like my dads still there when he's not. like i have a piece of him with me always.

he used my full name to hurt me. he knows i don't want anyone calling me that. that i want my name not being said. that i wanted it to be a safe keep for me. something i'd never loose. i have lost myself so much, and ophelia will never be lost, it will always be a reminder for me of my dad. a happy place. something no one could take from me. but it feels like he took it away. he ripped it up and made it something it isn't anymore. he made it something bad. that it wasn't sunshine and happiness anymore.