I had to let Eric go. I didn't want him to get hurt because of me. It's all my fault because now he's attached-to me and Layla
She asks about him all the time and I have to tell her he's busy and we can't see him right now. I hate lying to her and hurting her but I don't want something to happen to him because of me.
I sighed as I put away laundry in the draws of the room and I heard the door slam shut downstairs, indicating that Trey was home.
I heard him move around but I just continued to busy myself. He came upstairs and walked over to me, wrapping his arms around me.
"Hey, baby", he slurred
I shook my head. Great, he's drunk. "Hey, Trey. I'll talk to you in a minute, I have to put clothes away."
I turn around to put some clothes in the drawer and closed it as I felt his arms wrap around my waist again.
"Come on, baby. It's been a while since we messed around"
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, so?"
"So, let's do something"
I shook my head. "I'm not in the mood, Trey. Move"
I tried to move around him but he wouldn't let me through and I was starting to get irritated with him.
"I know you want to, baby. Just turn around and bend over for me"
"Trey, I said no!"
At that moment I felt a hand slam down on my face and I fell on my back on the bed. "Bitch, you gonna give me some of this pussy. I've been patient and nice with you. I should get something in return for it"
I got scared. "Trey, what are you doing?"
He started to unbuckle his pants and that's when I started to panic. "Trey, stop it!"
He grabbed my pants and pulled them down. At this point, I'm terrified. I try to fight him off but he was very strong.
"Trey please stop. Please! Layla is downstairs"
Nothing I said fazed him and he pulled down his pants and underwear and got in between my legs.
I start to cry and scream out for help but nobody came and I didn't want to scare Layla. I had to protect her. So I did everything I could to fight back.
I stared kicking and finally some how I kicked him off of me and I got up and ran out of the room as fast as I could.
I grabbed Layla from the couch and my keys and ran out of the house. I quickly put her in a her car seat and I got in the front.
"Mommy, what's wrong?", she asked as I put the van in reverse as I saw Trey running out to catch us.
He hit he door as I finally drove away and let out a breath. "It's ok, baby. You wanna go see Eric?"
Her eyes lit up. "Yes, yes, yes!!!! Please mommy?!"
I faintly smiled. "Yeah, of course"
But will he want to see me?
ESTÁ A LER
Abused Heart
FanficMadison Baxter is a 25 year old woman and mother to her two year old daughter, Layla. She works and is in a relationship with her daughter's father Trey. But he abuses her mentally, emotionally, and physically. She feels like she doesn't have a way...