Love Hurts Dearly

Love Hurts Dearly

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 14, 2013
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Prologue He cocked the gun and aimed straight for my head. I regretted so many things at the moment, it felt like this whole time my life has been timed with an hourglass and time was running out. The only person I could think of was Tay, my one and only child. I regret I didn't fight harder for her, but when I tried to he ran her away leaving me filled with emptiness. The abusive bipolar monster standing infront of me not only is about to take my life away, but let my daughter run for the hills. I screamed and kicked, but it was useless, I was going to die. Tears streamed down my eyes as I started to think about how he never really loved me. He only abused and controlled me, but I denied it when I thought it was both love and hurt he had for me. "This is your fault you selfish ass bitch, all yo ass had to do was do me this tiny favor but you fucked a nigga over," He chuckled, then sighed "but guess I fucked you over huh?" He narrowed his eyes as he angrily spat those words in my face like I was dirt on his shoes. But no matter how much he hurted me, I loved him. I, Latraya Jones, was deeply in love with Travonte Adam Johnson. But deep inside, I knew he didn't love me the way I loved him.
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PROLOGUE A small boy lies curled up in his bed, trying to hide himself. The screams and shouts of his parents echoed throughout the empty, cold house. A small toddler girl, snuggled in his arms, fusses in her sleep. A loud crash, followed by a cry of pain, makes the boy flinch and tear up. He pulls the baby girl close and covers his ears. 'Dad is hurting mom again' The boy cries softly, so as not to be heard, weeping at the unfairness of the world. Hours later, his bedroom door opens, and a soft hand touches his cheek. "Ian, my baby boy, I've got to go for a while, ok?" A woman's voice calls softly. The boy sits up, wiping his tears. "How long will you be gone?" The boy sniffles. "Mom is going to live with Uncle Sam for a while, just so she can make dad's company bigger. Make sure you take good care of Naomi. Don't forget to clean up after yourself, and get good grades in school." The boy's mother ruffles his hair and kisses him on the cheek. "I love you buddy. I'll be back in a few years. I know that sounds like a long time but, I'll be back before you know it. I just have to make dad happy." The boy nods, refusing to cry. 'I have to protect Naomi. I'm alone now.' the boy thinks to himself, determined. His mother stands up and walks away, her feet softly padding down the hallway.

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