The dark side of her

If you leave, ill hurt myself...

She has a way of making me do something and make me regret something in a instant and usually sounds like...

I told her that I was having thoughts of a divorce and I wanted to move out she... didn't take it too well. She looked at me blank for a second then walked to our room and grabbed a photo book "look at us! We are happy! You are happy! My ex never used to complain like a douche" I looked though the photos and went to say something until she smiled at the kids and hugged them acting like a complete different woman she turned and walked towards me as the smile formed into a sad and angry expression. She made them food and ushered them to eat in the dining area and I stood there still thinking about leaving but only for a little retreat as I told her that she grabbed the coffee cup and took a sip. I told her I wanted to take the kids to my parents "what?" She 'dropped' the mug and stepped over it walking to me. I hate it! The sound of her black heels clicking to me I looked down. I opened my eyes looking down to see her red bottomed heels in front of me I looked up. An unreadable expression? She grabbed my wallet and took my driving license "I told you many times you don't see your parents because in have a bad feeling about. Them!" She said and slid it into her pocket and walked to say bye to the kids I walked over there and bid my goodbyes as they ran to the bus stop I felt my only comfort leave the house and cold air hit me.

I sat down as she walked by me heels louder now nobody is in the house I flinched when she flung her arm and pointed at me "where are you going to go" she said in the voice that I always dread "If you leave, I'll hurt myself" my heart sunk as I heard that sentence. I bit the inside of my cheeks and promised her I wouldn't say anything like it again and she started to cry and walked to the room I sat there and looked up breathing shallow and then looked at the table my phone... I pick it up and text my family and was about to tell them but the phone was snatched out my hands from behind me I saw the long white manicure and held my breath. "You were going to leave" she said weaker "I told you I'd hurt myself and you would still leave you sick cunt" she said and took my phone and left the house getting in her car I sat there and stared at the black screen of the television as my reflection looked back. I dreaded when she would step foot back in the house I looked around as I weakly drank a glass of water with shaking hands I hear a knock and drop the glass so there was more on the floor i sighed softly and did what I needed to do....