No Happy Endings [ON HOLD]

No Happy Endings part2

I hear banging on the door. "Emery open the door!!" I can hear the panic in his voice. I slowly get up, I could feel pain radiating throughout my body. I open the door trying to keep my head down. I didnt want Chris to see me like this. "Whats wrong? What happened?" God why did i call him of all people? I don't want him seeing me all broken and shattered! I couldnt answer him. My voice was stuck in my throat. "YOUVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME EMERY! WHERE IS HE?" His voice roared making me whimper slightly. "He left. Please just leave it alone. Lets go before he comes back." I begged him half crying. If he found Chris, it would be worse, especially when he finds out I'm trying to leave. I could see rage mixed with pity in his eyes, he hesitated but then decided to help me get my stuff.

The ride to his house was quiet. When we finally got there, Chris didnt get off. Please dont say nothing i thought to my self. "What the hell happened ?" he said so softly that i barely heard it. "Nothing, its my fault, I knew he was drunk. I dont know why I provoked him." i cried. "A MAN IS NOT EVER SUPPOSED TO LAY HANDS ON A FEMALE! THERE IS NEVER A GOOD REASON! Emery, you know better than this. Why didnt you call the cops?" I cant look up at him, i could hear the disappointment from his voice. "I love him Chris! He wont do it again! He was just mad." I lied. Ty had threatened my daughters life more times than i could count. I never told anyone that he had beaten me countless times because everyone loved Ty. He was the one who got me clean. He was perfect around my family and my baby girl but when we were alone, it was a different story. Any little thing i did wrong guarenteed a slap across the face or a kick in the stomach. Usually the bruises were on my back or stomach, sometimes my arms. I was only allowed to wear long sleeve shirts and sweats. It had been like the for the last 7 months.

"Love? Emery that is not love. If it happened once it will happen again. " Why was he making this so hard? Cant he see that I cant leave? I want to so badly but I cant. I have to think of my baby. "Just drop it Chris please" I pleaded. With that he stormed out of the car slamming the door and into the house. I could feel the tears falling uncontrollably. Why God? I know i deserve this. Im an ex junkie who couldnt take care of her daughter who destroyed her life, but my baby doesnt deserve to be around this. I got off the car and went into his house. I saw that he had already laid pillows and a cover on the couch. I guess he's pretty mad, who wouldnt be. I basically told him i was going back to the guy who almost killed me. I slowly drifted into a restless sleep thinking about the beating i was to expect when i returned home for leaving.

I woke up the next day to my phone buzzing. The name read Ty.

Where are you? Probably at your sanchos house huh?Get your ass home now!

Oh God im gonna get it bad. I put my phone in my pocket and grabbed my bag. I put my hoodie on and tried my best to cover my face. I didnt even want to look in the mirror. I was scared of what I would see. I quietly snuck out the front door, hoping to get out before Chris could stop me. I only lived about 5 miles from his house, so the walk woud give me a chance to prolong the inevitable.

I slowly put my key in the door trying to make as little noise as possible. I opened the door hoping it wouldnt creak to much, but it didnt matter he was sitting in the chair that face the door just waiting for me. "Where the hell have you been? You better have not went to your moms!" I stayed quiet knowing that if i told him that i was with Chris, the beating would be worse. "Im talkin to you! were you slutting around? " Without giving me a chance to speak i felt the first blow to my face and the second and third. I tried to put my arms up in defense but that just made him more angry. He grabbed me by my hair dragging me to the bedroom. I struggled to get loose from his grip. I twisted my body kicking my legs trying to make him lose balance . I saw his foot coming towards my nose, so i turned my face as his foot connected with the left side of my face. My head slammed into the hardwood floor. Everything went black for a few seconds. As i started slowly regaining my sight i saw him walk away. I just layed there holding in the tears refusing to give him the gratification of defeating me once again.\

A/N: I know that my post are really short and i apologize for that and the unedited story, but as i get used to writing and posting i will try to post longer segments. :) Thanks for reading and giving this story a chance