a group of short stories

the trunk (part two)

My ex set me in a chair and sighed, looking down at me. He was tall with broad shoulders and muscular arms that were crossed, very short, very straight dark brown hair, dark blue eyes and pale skin. He wore a black muscle shirt, dark Jean's and black tennis shoes.
I looked up at his dark blue eyes, which were filled with too many emotions to read. I knew that he would take it as a challenge, and that's what I wanted. I knew that, if I challenged him enough, he might let me go, because he hated it when girls challenged him or his authority. He thought that a girls role was to do house chores, have children, and pleasure their husbands.
My ex glared at me. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so that I was looking at the ceiling. I didn't say anything. I knew that's what he wanted. He wanted me to submit to him. I would never do that. I let out a growl. My ex pulled my head back further. It hurt, but I only growled louder.
My ex snarled at me, then punched my lights out.

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