Hey guys! I'm back with a new story that is inspired kind of by a dream I had. The first couple of chapters are short, but I promise they get longer. Hope you enjoy!
Jack and I, I guess you could say, we were high school sweethearts. I thought I loved him, but when we got married right out of high school I saw his true colors. He expected me to be a perfect little housewife. He wanted dinner on the table when he got home and the house spotless all the time. I'm not that kind of person and he knew that. If these things weren't done Jack would get angry. I didn't even think about college, but when he started hitting me that's when I knew I needed an escape.
I asked Jack if I could go to the local college to take classes and he thought it was a good idea. I did too. He even said that he would let me get the full college experience since he was busy all day studying law under his dad. He even said he would let me live in the dorms, which I did not expect. I knew there was a catch. Why was he letting me go to college? I guess I should have asked these questions at the time and maybe I wouldn't be here now. Lying unconscious on the floor.