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Getting up from the floor she was in excruciating pain. She was to scared to see the damage he did this time. Limping into the bathroom she cut on the lights going in front of mirror she could only think why? Why all the shit keep happening to her? What she did to deserve this, just for once she wanted peace. Opening the mirror she got all the cleaning supply to clean her face. Closing the mirror she analyzed her face this time it was bruised with opening cuts. Her chin was swollen also with a cut. Her whole jaw felt like it was broke. She looked at her nose it was also in a lot of pain from when he punch her. Seeing that blood was still coming from it she knew that more damage was done.

Feeling pain in her abdominal area. Raising up her shirt she seen her stomach was purplish color also looking red. Her back was also in pain it felt in was broken. Deciding to just leave everything alone she would try her best to fix it up later. Getting all the item she begin to care for her face. Bandaging up her face she took two pain pills to try and calm down the pain. After doing all of that she made her way inside of the kitchen cleaning up the mess he made of beating her.

She begin to pick up the items that was on the table and returning them to where they previously was. She picked up the chair that fell from when he slapped her on the floor. She also seen broken glass on the floor so got the broom and sweep up that mess. Bending down to get it up she wanted to yell out because the pain was hitting worse.She seen a little pole of her blood on the floor she went and got a towel with some bleach and clean that up.

After cleaning that up she threw the towel in the bin with all of the rest of the dirty laundry.
She went back to kitchen seeing something to give the bastard inside the living room to eat. Thinking about poisoning him she thought against cause she knew that will cost more hell than what she was going threw now.

Seeing that it wasn't really nothing in the refrigerator but something to make a sandwich. So she got all the ingredients to make the sandwich. Putting it on a plate she went to give it to him.

Still watching the tv he was laughing at whatever was happening on it. Seeing that she was now entering the living room he cut his eyes to the plate seeing that she made him a sandwich.

"What the fuck it this, I told yo dumb ass to make me something to eat. Not a fucking snack if I wanted this shit I could've made it" he said while snatching the plate out of her hand throwing it on the ground near her feet.

"Well I could've made you something else to eat but that's the only thing that was inside the fridge for me to make you to eat, and also you didn't give me any money this month for grocery" she told him in a shaky tone.

"Why there's no fucking food in the fridge, and I did gave your dumb ass money to buy groceries for this month, What the fuck you do with the money" he told while scooting to the edge of the sofa.

"You didn't give me any money this month to go grocery shopping if you did there would be food in the refrigerator" she told told him with a confused look on her face.

"So now you telling me I'm a lie" he said getting up from his spot coming over to her.

"I'm not telling you anything but truth that you didn't give me anything" she told him as he made his way standing in front of her.

"I should knock yo ass out for lying to me in my damn face I know what the fuck I gave you in your damn hand" he told her.

"Yeah you did gave me that in my my hand but that was last month, and if you count up the days until know all of the food I cooked you from last month then until know all of that food  has been gone " she told him.

"I gave yo ass money for this fucking month to" he said yelling a little.

"No you didn't, if you did I would have went and got groceries" she said.

He came face to face to her. He looked at her for a moment and slapped her to the ground.
All the pain that she was previously feeling in her face was know 10x worse.

Kneeling down in front of her, he grab a hand full of her hair pulling it making her head go back so she can look at him. "That's what yo dumb ass get you can't do shit right, and not only that you fucking lie to me I should kill yo ass" he said while throwing her head making it hit the floor hard.

Getting up he went walking inside the living room to put on his shoes. He went to the back where all his clothes were to find one of his hoodie. Getting one he put it on making his way over to the table getting his keys to his car while making his way to the door. Walking pass her he seen that she was know by the wall with her head in her knees silently crying.

He didn't do anything but shake his head laughing "And oh you can make yourself useful by eating that shit off the floor cause that the only thing you having for dinner dumb lying bitch" he said while laughing, slamming the door behind him.

Once she heard his car door close and engine start up she knew that he was gone. Getting up she made her way back inside the kitchen to get the broom and dustpan sweeping up the "snack" she made for him.

Making her way to the bathroom she took off all her clothes limping inside the shower to try settled down the pain she was in. Cutting on the water she begin to cry letting all of the anger, sadness, frustration that she was feeling in the inside all out. Looking at the faucet she seen the reflection of herself in the mirror only thing she could come up with see in herself nothing but a once again broken, unvalued, not brave, person and soul. She just felt and thought of herself as a walking punching bag.

Getting a towel begin to wash her body from head to toe. Getting down she stepped out the shower getting a towel to wrap around her body she limped in front of the mirror to examine the damage this time. Seeing her face was swell and was feeling the most excruciatingly pain ever. She decided to just leave her face alone. She a scrunchy she put her hair in a bun and doing the rest of things to finish her hygiene.

Not feeling to well she decided that she was going to the E.R limping inside their room she went to the dresser to find something to wear putting on her undergarments, she putted on some sweatpants and a wife beater. Being in pain putting on her clothes she took a seat on the bed try to rest up a little and gain some more strength.

Recuperating a little she made herself get up  getting done dressed. Putting on her blue jean jacket and her slides she went over to the dresser and opened it to get some change she saved up to catch a bus. Getting all the information she needed she put it in her purse throwing it across her shoulder. She limped to the door heading out of the hell hole she was in.

Making her way to the near bus stop she took a seat at the bus stop waiting on the bus to take her to her destination......











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