Chapter 28. Mockingbird

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September 2007

Looking at the stick in her hand, Ella's heart sunk.

Not now.

Not when he's like this, when everything's is like this.

Marshall came stalking into the bathroom, ready to fight.

"I've been calling you for like 30 minutes, you deaf? What the fuck have you been doing?"

Ella looked up at Marshall as his glaring eyes lowered their attention to the item in her hand, then snatching it and looking at it himself.

"I'm pregnant"

"Is it even mine? I mean who knows what you do when i have to go to the studio when you don't come, or when you seem to take forever to drop the girls back" He sneered.

Ella's blood boiled.

She had just about had enough of this, there was a lot she was willing to put up with but the accusation of her cheating was another thing, she didn't give a shit of it was the drugs this time.

Standing up she shoved her finger in his face, all she saw was red.

"Fuck you Marshall, I've never cheated on you, but you know what? I should be asking you what happens when you have parties and black out around thise women" As soon as she said it she regretted it, she never thought that at all, she always trusted Marshall, even now.

His face twisted and his eyes turned dark, dropping the pregnancy test, grabbing her shoulders and slamming Ella's back into the wall behind her.

"Who the fuck do you think you are huh? You think because you're my girlfriend that you can talk to me like that? You think you're my wife now huh cunt? You were always just some groupie bitch I met at a concert, I keep you around because you suck good dick"

Terrified Ella shoved his chest, he stumbled back and fall on his ass.

He'd never done this before but she needed to get out now, before he did something really stupid.

She ran, down the stairs, grabbing the keys and her phone off the bench, she didn't look back even with his shouting behind her.

She felt sick.

She's didn't want to do this.

This didn't feel right even though for the first time Marshall had laid hands on her.

She slammed the doors of the Escalade, locking them, slamming it into reverse and turned the car around and drove, through the gates, tears running down her face only to look in the mirror once more.

Marshall's figure shrinking, dropping to his knees in the middle of his driveway.

———

Standing in the doorway of the person she would least likely go to at 10pm at night, she knocked quietly, and waited for the answer.

The door flew open and she was greeted by a confused Kim.

"What are you doing here?" Kim said looking around pulling Ella inside and closing the door "You look like shit"

"Marshall lost it, I left after he slammed me into a wall"

"Sounds like the assholes' favorite move" Kim snorted and gestured to the spare seat "What happened"

"Well I was in the bathroom, taking a test"

Kim's eyes widened "Oh"

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