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There is a picture of Krista to the right.

Chapter One

He'll be home soon. Let me double check. Kitchen.......spotless, laundry.......washed...folded...and put away, bed.......made........bathroom.......

Before I could finish my thought the first door opened revealing Anthony my boyfriend of seven years.

I ran over to him smiling, but quickly backed up when I noticed he was frowning at me.

"Baby what's the matter?"

"You tell me, Krista."

"I don't know. The house is spotless, I promise. I did everything on the list you left me ba"  

That is as far as I got. Next thing I know I am looking up at Anthony from the floor.

"Bitch where the hell is my dinner? I don't smell shit!"

"Baby," I said in a timid voice "I thought that we could go out to eat tonight. I even made reservations at Murphy's." That's his favorite restaurant.

"You thought! You thought! No one asked you to think!" He back handed me, again knocking me to the floor I had just gotten off of. He kicked me in my rib cage, twice. Then he processed to punch me in my face repeatedly. At some point I blacked out....Thank God.

It was not always like this. Anthony used to be such a sweet and loving guy. He still is when I don't make him mad. I met Anthony when I was 13 years old, and he was 15. He had come home one day with my brother Martin, and I thought he was so cute. We didn't actually hook up until a year later when I entered high school. Now seven years later we are still together. The beatings aren't that bad. I just have to stop making him so angry. I remember the first time he hit me. I was 15 years old. He had come to my job at Starbucks to surprise me. I was talking to the manager Tom, and he said something that made me laugh. Anthony walked in while I was still laughing with Tom. He played it cool. Waiting around for the last 30 minutes of my shift to pass. We left. Instead of him taking me home. He drove to his apartment. He lived in his own place. I thought maybe he was horny, and wanted some before he took me home. No such luck. As soon as I walked through the front door Anthony slapped the day lights out of me. I stumbled backwards in shock and pain. I went for the door. I would rather walk home than put up with being someone's punching bag. Anthony grab me before I could open the door open and shoved my back roughly into the door.

"You are not going anywhere. I saw the way you were all over that guy at work. No one plays me. You are quitting that job tomorrow, and moving in here with me."

"No I'm not. I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. If you act this way when I talk to my boss I don't want to have anything to do with you."

"Oh so you think you will leave me? You aren't going anywhere. I say when you can leave." I was so shocked at the way Anthony was behaving. Before this incident he had always been the prefect boyfriend to me. I was so scared of this new side of him. "Now go clean yourself up so that I can take you home, you need to start packing your stuff." I protested again. Before the night was over I had two black eyes, a dislocated shoulder, my ribs were bruised, and my lips were bloodied and swollen. The next day I quit my job at Starbucks, and moved in with Anthony. That incident happened six years ago. I have been under his thump since.

I tried to leave a few times, but he always caught me, and then I just got beat worst. Over the years I have erected a wall around my heart. I had to or Anthony would have broken my spirit a long time ago. I will get away from him someday. I am only 21. I have a lot more living to do. I have to make up for the years I have wasted with Anthony.



Sorry this chapter isn't very long. The next one will be longer. I just want this chapter to tell a lot of Krista and Anthony's back story.

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