K_M_A_P
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"Stop it, you're hurting me" I shouted. "Who told you, you could fucking drink in the first place!" He pushed me to the ground and pulled me by my hair and dragged me to the kitchen. "STOP! IM SORRY!" I screamed, squirming. "Now you're sorry!" He dragged me up and began choking me. That's all I remember after that I blacked out.
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"Your face..." There was no expression in his voice and his face went blank. "My makeup smudged." He began to walk closer to me, which made me flinch. He put his hand on my cheek and wiped of the rest of the makeup and held my face up via my chin. "I'm so sorry." He said. I blinked and looked at him in a confused sort of way. "I'm never going to hit you again." He said pulling me in for a hug and kissing me softly.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Love is a funny thing, I mean he says he loves me and he's sorry but is he? I love him and he loves me so what if I "fall" a lot it doesn't mean he doesn't love me.