Iliza is 23 and a single mother running from an abusive boyfriend. No one knows about her abusive relationship and she refuses to even bring him up again. One day her 3 year old son goes running into the street after his ball, and motorcycle almost...
Trigger warning this book does contain event, words, and thoughts that can be triggering. It also has sexual events and talked about r*pe and su**idal events. ——————————————————————————- After I finished reading the message I got in the shower. Burning hot water rolled down my body and it felt really good. Grabbing my wash cloth I put soap and started to wash my body. I wonder where he was taking me. Maybe somewhere nice or maybe with this mafia friends. The water started to leave red marks all over my body so I quickly turned the water off. The house was freezing as soon as I stepped out of the curtain. Grabbing the black towel I rushed back into the room.
Why is it so damn cold in here. Maybe dress warm I wonder if it's this cold outside. Should I wear a sweater over. No he said wear a blouse, pants, and heels right? So that's what I'll wear.
Looking through the closet I found a blue and white stripped blouse, blue jeans, and black heels. I left my hair hanging naturally and my face bare.
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Hopefully this isn't too slutty to him. I don't think it is I think it's cute.
I do one finally look at my outfit and walk out to meet David. He looks a hot mess what did I ever see in him. Everything I thought I loved about him I now hate. He isn't as attractive as I thought he was and he's not as sweet as he first was. He was wearing a white shirt, faded black pants, and white shoes. His pants are probably faded cause he doesn't know how to care for them. The outfit looks horrible on him.
"I'm dressed" I call out to him and he continues to type away on his phone not even glancing up at me.
You wanted me to come back so badly then when I'm here you ignore me and treat me terribly. Doesn't make sense at all.
He looks up from his phone and starts walking towards the garage.
"Come" is all he says to me without even looking at me. I slowly walk towards him and he lifts the garage up. There's 2 cars in here. When I was here before there was 1. I wonder why he got another one.
He grabbed a set of keys and walked towards what I presume to be the matching car. I followed behind him with my head down. The car wasn't extravagant or anything to be gawking over. A simple Kia Optima which didn't look like something he would drive. Whatever and whoever he's in with must be giving him money to live comfortable.
"Um c-can I ask where we are going"
No reply.
"Davi-"
"Do you have to ask so many questions. Do you have to be so annoying. Can't you just shut up."
"S-Sorry"
"If you must know we are going to meet with someone. Someone you may remember."
Someone I may remember? Does he not know I have the memory of a goldfish when it comes to thing me and him went through and who I met. Which is probably his fault from all the abuse and constant hitting me.
I just nodded my head. So probably one of his "friends" who he used to let touch all up on me or try to rape me while he sat there and did nothing. Sometimes he didn't know but I find it hard to believe he didn't know about all of it. Even when I told him the first time his little friend tried to feel me up. He acted surprised but after that he acted like he didn't care and wouldn't tell them anything.
What kind of boyfriend, fiancée, husband, or whatever are you if when your partner tells you they're uncomfortable around you're friends you just don't care.? You continue to bring those friends around. A terrible one.
We started out of the neighborhood and we're going towards the freeway.
Should I talk to him? No he'll get mad. Where the hell are we going? How far do they live? This is boring. I miss my son. I wanna see my son. There's only so much more I can take. I know i know I decided to stay longer and I sort of regret that choice. I just... I want to make sure no one ever has to deal with him again. If I could kill him and not go to jail I would. I miss everyone.
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Okay don't kill me i know it's short and boring. I'm trying to be a good writer who leaves cliffhangers. :) I hope you all are having a wonderful day and holidays. Byeeeee
