“You what?” he says in a softer voice, it’s terrifying and sounds deadly.
“Okay.” I take a deep breath and turn to face him. “I-kissed-two-guys-while-I-was-away.” I quickly blurt out when I notice his jaw clenching and his eyes darken
“That’s why I don’t think what we have is love. That’s why I wanted to talk to you , I care about you and I know I’ve hurt you and I never want to do that again. I don’t think we should be togeth-” I say as I back away from his terrifying glare.
“What!” he interrupts bitterly as he stands and stalks towards me. I keep backing away towards my window, I’m too scared to run past him as he continues to yell at me harshly.
“You fucking kissed TWO guys! What! Wasn’t one enough?” he bellows as his face reddens.
“I’m so-” I say as his fist connects my jaw and my head whips around, I lose my balance as I try to comprehend what he just did.
Drake just hit me… I stumble and lean on the window sill, I can’t even bear to look at him but he continues to shout at me as I try to make my escape passed him.
His forearm grabs me around my waist and he brings me roughly again his chest as he continues to bark in my ear. His other hand grabs my hair and turns me so I’m looking up to his terrifying eyes.
“You think you can get away from me that easily?! You want me to walk away from you! You want it to be easy but I’m not letting you go, YOU ARE MINE, how many fucking times do I have to tell you! I’ve spent too much time on you and it’s not going to be wasted!” I continue to roughly push at his chest to get him away from me but he grabs my wrist tightly and with his other hand slaps me again.
I fall to the floor holding the cheek he just hit, shock and adrenaline running through my body.
“Drake stop! Please, just stop. Don’t do this! I’m sorry, I never meant to hurt you.”
He kicks me in my ribs hard knocking the air out, I roll over to my other side gasping for air. I know he’s not using his full force but he’s still kicking me nonetheless. He bends down and grabs my throught, I use this as an opportunity to knee him in the stomach, he lets out a gasp and it gives me a gap. My ribs hurt with every movement but I managed to drag my body along the floor to get away from him. The tears continue to fall down my face as I think of how I thought that I loved this monster. He grabs my anckle and pulls me to him as he lands on top of me. I cry out in paid as his body collects with my ribs. He leans down to me and I have no option to look at his black menacing eyes that seem to be full of disgust.
"Was it good? Was it worth it? Do you regret acting like a whore! Tell me you regret kissing them!” he shouts as he pulls me up by my hair so my face is now inches from his. I cry out as he yanks my hair hard.
The adrenaline is slowly leaving my body, the void is being filled and I'm purely terrified of this person before me. My body is shaking as he straddles me, my weak hands grip at his large hand that is now almost tearing my hair out. “Stop Drake, just please….stop!” I cry out but he doesn’t stop.
“Tell me you regret kissing them!” he screams and I scream back with rage.
“I don’t regret it! I don’t Drake! I fucking regret telling you! I should of fucking left you the first time you hurt me!” I shout back at him watching his face pulse with anger. His hand connects my face again but he’s still holding himself back because I know he can hit me harder if he wanted to.
I close my eyes and lay there while he takes all his frustration and anger out on me, hitting and swearing at me. I know no woman ever deserves to be hit by a man but in some weird way as his hand connects with my face, a little part of me feels that I deserve every little bit of this for acting the way I have lately. He deserves so much better. I feel liquid running down my face and I know it’s not tears…
“I should have disciplined you the first time you disrespected me then we wouldn’t be sitting in this predicament.” he bellows as he wraps his hands around my neck tightly I try grasping for air and scratching his fingers but he only gives me enough air so that I don’t pass out and I’m awake to witness and feel all his cruelty. I open my eyes slowly and I can already feel the ones bruised.
He yanks me up my hair but my body is trembling and too weak to stand up, I stumble and lose my footing but he continues to drag me towards the bed.
“You want to act like a fucking bitch! I’m going to treat you like one!” As we get closer to the bed, I start struggling against his grip when realization to what he’s going to do to me when we reach the bed hits me.