New story. My last didn't go so well. Plz enjoy this one!
Disclaimer: I do not MJ or anything related to MJ.
Analisa groaned as she opened her eyes. She felt the bruises on her body as she did every morning. Only now, she had fresh, dark, ones and bleeding cuts.
Her ex-husband had come the night before, begging for her to come back to him. She refused and he attacked her. She immediately called the police and they hauled him away for abuse and murder. Murder of an innocent child.
Analisa met Andre when she was 15 and they were instantly in love. He got her pregnant when she was 18 and they married. After the birth of her child, John, he began to beat her. She suffered everyday, and as much as she wanted to leave Andre, she knew she couldn't. She had a child and this child needed a father. And every time Andre was calm, he was tender and loving and that just told her that he was still the man she fell in love with. But she knew she was wrong as soon as he shattered her soul.
He had came home one night, drunk as hell. Shouting and slapping her across her face. Three year old John was crying for his mother. Andre turned to John and told him to shut his crying trap. She gasped and ran for John. But Andre pushed her away and grabbed John. He held the tiny boy over his head and smashed his little body on the wall. The cries of her child crying worried her and she ran to Andre and tried to save little John, but Andre slapped her roughly and she fell to the floor, her cheek bleeding.
The last thing she heard before falling to darkness was the sound of breaking glass and the cries of her child fading to silence. The next morning, Andre had already thrown John's bloody body into a river and Analisa sobbed by the broken window and stared down at the bloody spot on the alley below.
She never forgave Andre. She filed for divorce a week later and now, here she was, getting ready for a new life. Leaving her town and heading off to someplace else. Who knows what or who might be awaiting her. She would find out soon, when Fate wants her way.