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It was late by the time I got back to Carmelo's house.

I tip-toed inside hoping I wouldn't wake him.

"Dutchess," I heard his voice.

It was a little slurred so that meant he had to have been drinking.

"Yes," I called back.

"The fuck did I tell you?"

"Ugh, I know I'm sorry. The kids were taken from the foster home, and I just really missed my friends," I tried explaining.

He chuckled, "I told your ass to be in here before it got too late, it's 2 in the fucking mornin," he yelled, making me jump.

I could feel his breath against my skin, indicating how close he was to me.

I frowned up my face, when he got drunk thats when he would beat and rape me.

"Listen .. can we just talk? I don't wanna fight," I pleaded with him as I continued to back up.

I was about to move back some more but he yanked me by my throat and literally lifted me from the ground.

My feet dangled as I struggled to get out of his grip.

"I-I can't breathe!" I sputtered out as I tried getting his hand from around my throat.

He looked me dead in my eyes and started shaking me, his grip getting tighter.

I felt myself getting lightheaded.

"p-please," I groaned out.

He tossed me to the ground and I slid and hit the wall - creating a hole.

I held onto my throat as I tried to catch my breath.

"Carmelo, please don't do this," I cried as I looked up at him.

He towered over my body and without warning he starting sending blows all over my body, hitting me in my head a few times.

I swear I felt like I was going to die.

He wouldn't stop, eacg punch got stronger and more intense.

His punches soon turned to his feet as he kicked snd stomped all over me.

I used my arms to protect myself as much as possible.

One string kick caught me off guard, I felt my wrist crack.

I cried out loudly.

He had just broken or sprained my wrist, all I know was I could not move it.

"YOU STUPID ASS BITCH! You don't fucking listen and then you force me to discipline you!" He hissed as he walked away and started moving around in circles.

"Its all your fucking fault, why don't you listen? Huh!!!" He inquired.

I cried lowly, "please."

Even when I did listen he still beat my ass — so I honestly don't know what he wants anymore.

I slowly looked up once I heard a loud noise.

He had just punched a hole into his wall.

I started to slowly move away, hoping I could get away from this and him.

I needed to get away.

If not, I truly think he might end up killing me.

"Uh uh where the fuck you goin?" He inquired as he grabbed me by my ankle and dragged me towards him.