Please join me in razing a glass of wine and toasting to another year happily married with my wonderful husband who supports me in my carrier since the day we met. He has prepared us a wonderful dinner for us to enjoy in this fine evening where we celebrate our seventh-year anniversary.
As he said those words, he looked at me with the most fakest smile you can imagine, I have known him for 9 years and this was the most hateful smile he has shown me. I looked at the crowd which stood in front of us smiling. I raised my glass of wine toasting to another year of torture. I didn't even know one person who were sitting there with big smiles plastered on their faces.
Throughout dinner one of his friends Zahid came up to our table and said "Congratulations you too! You make a great couple, my wife and I admire you for that" I looked at him and smiled, his deep brown eyes looking at me with a big smile too. I shook his hand and I saw his wife who looked at Stephan with the flirtiest smile as she tossed her jet-black hair back. As the dinner party came to an end, I noticed that Stephan had disappeared. I asked some of his friends and they said that they hadn't seen him. It was almost midnight and I couldn't find Stephan anywhere, as I turned the corner of the house, I heard a moan and as I looked over the hedges there he was with Zahid's wife. Her right leg perked upwards, her tight red dress pulled up to the waist and his pants reaching to his knees. I felt something broke in my chest, I felt my heart breaking into a million pieces. I felt the tears run down my cheeks like a river, my lips trembling tasting the salty tears of heart break once again. I couldn't bear to watch anymore, and I left. I ran into the house and locked myself in the bathroom. I couldn't take it anymore. I had a break down as I screamed in agony, I want the pain to stop for it to go away. I wish to unsee what I have seen.
After being in the bathroom for a whole hour I heard his deep voice scream my name "Malakai! Where the fuck are you?" I know you saw, come on I just want to talk. Come on love, I want to explain.
I panicked as his steps got close to the bathroom door, my voice trembling I said "Please, I want to be alone. I beg you leave me alone; I don't want to see or talk to you right now" and with those words I saw the door flew open with a kick. Now I am in serious problems.
I saw his face red with anger "When I say I want to talk to you come to me immediately!" he screamed grabbing my hair and dragging me out to the bedroom. He punched me on my face and pulled my hair again "You worthless piece of shit how dear you get angry at me for fucking that bitch! She asked for it, Malakai! You think I didn't see you flirting with that mother fucker Zahid too huh!
"Stephan please stop!" I begged I couldn't take the pain anymore and with that he slapped me twice.
"Shut up I am talking!" as he grabbed my throat and started to choke me. "I hate you sometimes you know that? I hate seeing your fat ass every day. My mother always told me that I could do better than you, I guess I should have listened. Your nothing but a cheap whore who is with me because he is disgusted with himself. Look at yourself, you fat fuck!" All I saw was darkness consuming the light around me and I don't remember anything else.
They say that a punch hurts, but I can prove to you that words are more harmful than a punch. Last night I passed out from the pain. I feel like trash, there is nothing else lower than trash. I believe every word that he said about me. I try to please him in every humanly way possible, if he demands me to kiss his feet I do it! I love him I guess that's his way of showing that he loves me too. I remember when we met, he was in college and I was in high school. I was 17 years old and I was in 11th grade. He smiled with me and the words that he said are still carved on what is left of my heart "Hello, Gorgeous". I had never met someone as handsome as him. His voice is so captivating and seductive that I fell for him bad and he new that.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Caras Vemos Corazones No Sabemos
De TodoThis is not your typical love story. Its been sometime since I last wrote. There have been days that I have been wanting to do it but I never did. However, today I felt more inspired than usual. I want to tell you a story. A story that might make yo...
