Trigger warning *Domestic Violence*
I just stared at my husband in complete shock.
"Well?"
"ummmm..I just was taking the trash out I panicked. I heard the truck coming and just hopped out of the bed."
"Bed? What were you doing in bed so late?" His face started to turn red with anger and i knew I was never gonna hear the end of it.
James liked to be the victim, he portrayed me as a horrible person a lazy person an ugly woman. Which I did not understand because I did everything he asked and everything that he wanted. I was a dutiful wife and a doting mother but none of that ever mattered to him.
*slap*
I blinked my eyes a couple times realizing what had just happened. Tears started to flow steadily from my eyes
"wh-"
" Shut your mouth Lorna! I am honestly tired of hearing you talk. Were you trying to whore yourself out to the trashmen? To the neighborhood? If I dont want to touch you know one else will either." He looked at me with complete disgust.
I wish a black hole would appear under me and just swallow me whole. I swallowed hard trying to hold back the rest of the tears ready to flow out of my eyes in streams.
James noticed me trying to hold back my tears and he laughed. Laughed right in my face! Anger was starting to bubble up inside of me but i held my tongue.
James looked me straight in the eyes and grabbed me by the back of my hair making sure to pull as hard as he could.
I could feel my hair coming out at the root. He threw me to the ground and kicked and punched. I shut my eyes hard as the blows kept coming and coming. I tried to think of a happy place but for the life of me I could not think of one. I wasnt happy and i had no safe or happy place.
I was alone and that was that.
Ryan The minute i saw that beauty run out of her home in nothing but a tank top and a pair of underwear. I could not get her out of my head. I was driving the truck while my two best friends actually got to talk to her. I was trying not to be jealous because there moment was so brief but they got to hear her voice and look her in the eyes. I could tell by the way she acted and the way she looked although she was beautiful it looked as if she could shine so much more than she was. Something or somebody was making her sad. Since i have always been protective of my friends its always been the four of us I have never wanted to protect someone as much as i did that women. I had seen her husband before pulling the trash out and he looked like a scrawny douche. I hope i saw more of the woman and less of the douche because something in me wanted to make me want to fight him. I wouldnt say im intuitive but I got a bad feeling about that house and that fami
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Ryan This scrawny ass dude has some nerve to talk to his wife and to me like that. This poor fragile woman was out here asking a question in order to take care of her home and this man was screaming about how she was whoring herself out. I know my boys stopped the truck which we werent supposed to really do but we didnt care. Violence against women is for pussies and we did not respect pussies. "Excuse me?" The pussy douche sneered. "I pay your salary I pay for your service and i am telling you to get away from my property, my wife included." The way he described his wife as property and not as something to be treasured really got my temper rolling, if I was not careful I would end up in jail. I could feel Derek coming closer to me he was the one who could keep me calm under even the worstn of any circumstances. I clenched my jaw and my fist and looked at this beautiful woman and I could see her visbly shaking pain and
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The bubbly clerk smiled up at me."Alright Mrs Frances, how would you like the money?""Whatever you have is fine!" I smiled back at her and she started pulling out stacks of cash in several denominations putting them in a bin."Mrs Frances this may take a moment, so if youll have a seat in the office back there we can do this in a more private setting. The bank was empty but I could understand how unsafe it could be if people saw me or the clerk with that amount of money."Of course."I walked over to the office and sat down in one of the comfy chairs. Next I have to figure out what to do.I would need a job, my own home, my car was a gift from my parents so that will be mine. I'd also have to find a lawyer to represent me in matters concering the kids. I wanted them with me and I just know that with as much as James hates me right now and loves perfect Anna I would be portrayed as an unstable figure.I was snapped out of