OC Scenarios

Bitches. Bruises. Blood.

* contains themes of violence and abuse. *

Resting poised, I awaiting the arrival of my partner. I wrestled with the tangles in my hair anxiously. Shaking my leg rocking myself along with our creaky wooden chair.

The door cracked open and I swung my head in his direction. He gave me a sinister look and I felt chills go down my spine. I soon realized I was staring and shot up.

" Hey Darlin'!" I nearly shouted unsure of both myself and what was going to happen next with his fury that laid low below his outer shell of kindness.

He gripped the door turning his finger tips red under the pressure and then whipped the door shut.

" Explain to me what ya were doin' the whole day?"

I lowered my hands to my stomach and wriggled my fingers together my uncontrollable hair falling in front of my single eye as if a warning. He stood however, waiting.

" I was cleanin' and takin' care of the, farm? Like I'm suppos' to?"

He padded closer to me, his boots clinking against the ground. Peering into my eyes, fueling me with stone cold blood. My stomach felt like dropping out onto the floor.

He swung.

I collapsed to the ground under his heavy fist and winced holding my jaw as if it just got crushed under a rock. My other hand gripped to the floor boards and I began shivering.

" You didn't bother making food?"

" I'm s...sorry I forgot to... this was the only time." I spoke in broken words hardly able to move.

He kicked.

My head above the toe of his boot rolled up and I got flung back a bit and tears rose beginning to fall.

" Stop fuckin' cryin'!" He yelled grappling me by my shoulders slamming my body against the cupboard behind me. I began sobbing yelling in pain.

He grew infuriated. He latched his huge hand onto my head and slammed it into the nearby glass cabinet. Glass particles shattered clattering into the floor, sticking themselves into my lower cheek as well.

Blood flowed off my face onto the floor.

He began grinding my face into the glass, digging deeper cuts blood now covered the cabinet too. I began fading in and out of consciousness due to blood loss.

He then threw me back to the floor. Leaving me to bleed.

I don't know when I'll get away, I'm still so young.