• I hold onto my cheek and look at him in astonishment. He promised to care for me, protect me. But how is he to protect me from himself? He has anger in his eyes. What happened to the soft loving eyes I once knew. He grabs a fist full of my hair and pulls it til I'm on my feet again. One hand on my head and the other on my cheek, I stare blankly at him. "Why?" He simply laughed and struck me again knocking me to the floor. I can taste the copper taste of blood in my mouth. I try to crawl away, but he grabs my feet and drags me back to him. I scream in fear and pain. It's been years since he's done this. I thought we got past it. Now it's worse, but when I wanted help no one would. They believed him and since I had no scars to prove it, there was nothing to do.
    "Shut up!" He yells loudly and flips me over on my back. A knock at the door interrupts him. He looks at the door, then back at me. He grabs my violently and throws me over his shoulders. I kick and scream til he viciously throws me to the floor of the next room, knocking the breath out of me. I struggle to breathe. "Don't you dare move or make a sound." He warned before leaving and slamming the door behind him. I gather my breath and look around the room. I need to try and escape. I have limited time. I struggle to stand, ignoring the fiery pain that strikes through my body, and turn to the window in the room. I look outside it and see darkness. I struggle to open the window. It doesn't budge. As I fumble with the latch I hear the door open with force. I turn around to see him furious. "You went trying to escape were you?" He grinned a demonic grin. I stepped back.
    "No, I"
    "You're not...leaving me are you?"
    "Never. I'm sorry"
    "Why would you leave me? Didn't I give you EVERYTHING?" He yelled. "Didn't I give up everything for you??" He came at me and punched my face with such force that I blacked out.
    When I came to he was on the floor bleeding out. My knuckles were sore and raw. I stepped back in horror thinking he would attack, but he just laid in his pool of blood. I stepped close to him and checked. He was dead. Now I'm wanted from murder. I don't even remember killing him. I'm running place to place..just needing someone to help me. Some one to listen and know what I'm going through... Just listen to me please! Not all people are violent murderers..Please don't judge me because my pictures on the news..I just need help...