Loving Him

He loves me.

He loves me not.

He loves me.

He loves me not.

But I love him.

"Adam squatted so that he was eye to eye with me and he harshly grabbed my chin and forced me to raise my head and meet his eyes.

"I do not care what is on the papers, but you are not my wife and you are not to call me Adam. You are a slave under this household. You have no privileges and no choice here." Adam said coldly as he tightened his grip on my chin.

I felt tears threatening to fall from my eyes and fall they did.

"Understand?" He growled as he dug his fingers into my skin. I was sure there would be bruises tomorrow morning and a shiver travelled down my body at that thought.

I nodded fearfully as my chin trembled.

"Leave at once with all your things. You do not sleep in my bed no longer. The basement is your place now.""

This is a story of Belle Kimberly. Her father had promised to have Belle marry his childhood friend's first born son, Adam Pember. Belle instantly fell in love with him and felt as if they were soul mates. But little did she know that Adam had an abusive streak.

No, this story does NOT condone abuse at all. But I will be showing the reality of abuse and why some people do not get help.