Life.

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CARRIES POV 🌸
Smack!
I fell down screaming on the floor as a drunk Travis repeatedly hit me in the face. I looked up in his hatred filled blue eyes as he spoke ,
" Bitch you think you can make me look stupid , I saw how that bitch ass bartender was look at you and you were looking at him , I could read your dirty whore mind ", he slurred.
He walked in the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Hennessy and walked outside . I laid on the floor rocking back in forth crying. I've been with Travis for 4 almost 5 years . I've been getting beat everyday since our 1st year anniversary. Our 5th year anniversary is tomorrow. Tomorrow is also my day of freedom , the day I escape.

Flashback :
It was pretty good day considering Travis was gone most of it . I had time to myself to think but mostly cry of why is this my life. A knock on the door made me jump out of my thoughts . I opened it and seen my best-friend that moved to New York . Her face light up then quickly dropped looking down at my legs and arms realizing I had on shorts and a tank top. My body covered in bruises. Her face filled with worry and sadness and she pulled me into a hug and cried. I invited her in not really think of when Travis would return. We sat down on the couch and I told her how I've been getting beat since my one year anniversary and how every anniversary he comes home completely drunk and rapes me till he sees blood or fills "completely " as a anniversary present. I told her how I tried to escape and he tracked my phone and found me . He beat me till I couldn't get out of bed without fainting. Then , I informed her our 5th year anniversary is in a month. After I finished she pulled out her wallet and handed me a plane ticket. It was a free ticket to anywhere in the world. She had gotten for giving up her seat on a full flight to get on a later flight . She gave me the ticket and said " Plan your escape your coming to New York to live with me " .

Present :
I glance at the clock it was 7:45pm and my flight leaves at 9. My suitcase was already in the car I was gathering the last of my toiletries when I heard Travis pull up .
SHIT.
I throw the bag under the sink not wanting to get caught again. I jump on the couch shaking of what I know will happen as he steps in the door. He bust open the door and doesn't even look at me . He walks past me and goes upstairs .
FUCK . FUCK . FUCK .
He walks downstairs and finally says ,
" me and the boys are going out tonight but don't worry I'll be back for your present now this house better be shit spotless before I come back or that's your ass". He walks out and I hear the car back out the drive way . I take off running upstairs and grab my bag of toiletries . I head for my Nike slides and run out the door not looking back . I left my phone on the couch knowing he would track it again . I sped off to the airport texting agodess the disposable phone I bought
Code blue
I fly threw the lanes and traffic to the airport. I reach the airport and quickly got through process and before I know it I'm looking for my seat . I put my bags up and sit down feeling my body slump. My mind stay alert though still not feeling completely safe . I feel my eyes droop as I hear the pilot talking then the plane taking off . I let the comfortable seat relax my body and let me fall into a deep slumber .
Finally I'm free.

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