Rehab Facility

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(If I had some errors ignore them because I was rushing lol. Comment/Vote 😘)

April

They all stood in front of me as Chris sat by me rubbing my back, I wrapped the towel around myself more calming down.

"Now what happened?" Ms.Jones said staring at me. They have been waiting since I got here to tell them what happened. I sighed and started from the beginning.

- Earlier

I watched him and that gun as he drove for awhile.

"Where are we going Marcus?"

"Just shut up and relax baby" he smiled over at me and I shook my head looking out the window. He pulled up 10 minutes later to his old house that he grew up in. It was an abandoned old house, no one wanted it after his parents got shot up. The kids on the block believed in ghost and shit so they never even passed it.

He got out closing his door and he pulled me out afterwards since I was refusing to move, I had an eerie feeling. "Baby remember the first day you meet my mom and later that day my dad caught us fucking in my room and all he did was congratulate me and left" he chuckled as we walked to the door. I chuckled nervously because I remember that day cleary, we were like juniors in high school and I thought I was in love. Not.

"Well we are having dinner with them one last time" I was confused then he opened the door to a dusty house but the dinning area was cleaned, I guess he did that. He had the pictures set in front of the chairs and had a plate for them with candles lit. This is creepy.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he pushed me to the table closing the door behind himself and locking it. I sat down slowly eyeing everything on the table from the candles to the food and to the pictures. He sat down on the other side of me smiling. "Marcus this is... Creepy, I need to go back to work"

"Let me finish what we got to get done first okay beautiful?" He smiled and I nodded. "I wanna say these past eight years was a roller coaster for us, from us being 16 to 23 and still being together"

"Marcus we n-" he slammed his hand on the table making it shake a bit.

"Shut up!" I jumped looking at him. "Don't say that shit in front of my parents" I looked down getting more afraid. "I love you with all my heart baby and I don't want to let it go.. Ever." That hit me so I looked at him. "This will never end baby, so I wanted to do this in front of my lovely parents" he looked over at the pictures "Thank y'all for inviting us over for dinner".

He smiled looking back at me then got up walking to me then kneeling down on one knee as I tensed up. "Will you marry me April?" He pulled a ring from his pocket holding it looking in my eyes.

"Marcus... I can't" his smiled dropped as he forced it on my hand.

"We getting married whether you like it or not" he stood up then punched me in my face making me fall backwards onto the floor. I whimpered holding my nose as he towered over me "You just like embarrassing a nigga huh?" He chuckled darkly. "You are disrespectful as hell, I'm trying to give you everything and you say no to me!!" He yelled and lift me up by my shirt punching me in my face again only to knock me back down. I was crying hard by now wishing he would stop. I guess he blacked out because he started kicking me then he threw me on the table breaking it.

"Tell my parents I love them baby" he started choking me.

"Marcus" I mumbled trying to speak but I couldn't breathe. I watched a tear fall down his cheek as he killed me softly. He didn't want to do it... He just don't know any other way for me to be alive and not find nobody else besides him.

I love Marcus with everything in me but I refuse to die. I looked over at the side seeing the knife in the cake he had made as I struggled to reach for it. I slid it over with my finger tips grabbing it successfully and stabbing him in his back as his hands released from my neck. He looked backing up as I gasped for air. "I thought you loved me?" He said groaned feeling on his back then looking at the blood on his hand.

I got up slowly watching him "Kill me then since you don't" I shook my head no as he charged at me. I stabbed him in his stomach as he came face to face with me. His face was filled with nothing but discomfort and hurt as blood started flowing out his mouth. "I love you" he said falling to his knees in front me. Tears was running down my face as he fell to the side looking out. I didn't mean to kill him but he forced me to. He forced me!

I snatched the keys running out into the car with my bloody clothes driving off making my way back to the facility crying my eyes out. All he needed was some mental help..

- Now

I was now facing the police as he had me in handcuffs questioning me in the police department. Ms.Jones called them and I don't blame her.

The officer stepped outside because he got a phone call from someone.

He walked back in looking at me "I called my partner to go over to the house you just told me about and he said the body is gone.."

So many thoughts and questions were running in my mind. How? Is he alive?