"Little bitch!" I was shove against a wall by my boyfriend Rick. He was talk, and muscular, fucking huge arms. His hair was brown, and spiked up.
Apparently I'm supposed to cook him dinner every afternoon and I forgot it today. Im (y/n).i have brown hair that goes about an inch below my shoulders, braided in a fish braid down the side. I wear black glasses, like nerdy glasses, but they are just reading glasses. My ear is pierced 3 times on one side, at the shell, and two where they normally are in both sides. My eyes are grey/green. My parents died... they were killed. I have foster parents who don't give two shits about me.
I live in a shitty as apartment with a shitty ass boyfriend. I know him from school. He was the 'jock'. I never loved him... I was just scared he would hurt me if I said no. I should have said no.... it would have minimized the beatings.
Punch!
Kick!
I was on the ground, bleeding.
"No get your ass up and fix dinner." He said pointing at the small kitchen. I got up slowly, and grabbed one arm with my other hand, and staggered over to the kitchen.
