What Happened to Him?
By: Enigma's Secret
Rating: T, for abuse, pain, blood, language, etc
Note: Yeah, another Fabian and Nina a story, I'm not sure if they will end up together in the end… And why am I started another story? My stupid Muse is stupid.
Sorry for any mistakes! Characters will be OOC! Enjoy!
I looked at the clock, seven P.M. He'll be home soon. I thought, fear and dread rising inside me.
I walked around the spotless house, my feet not making a sound. I froze when I heard a car coming in the driveway. My heart started to beat faster when I heard the door open and close.
Forcing a smile onto my face, I walked into the living room to my husband. I made sure my voice was cheerful and I focused on his six foot frame. "So did the producers say yes?" I walked in around of my husband, so I could see his face.
His black eyes had the hints of the chocolate brown eyes that he once had, his soft lips were in a thin line. I gulped back the fear that almost over took my voice. "No?" I guessed.
He face was pale and I knew it was going to be a long night. I raised my hands to take his leather jacket; he shrugging off it and tossed the leather at my face.
I caught the leather before it hit my face, but I caught a whiff of apple pie and cinnamon… Frowning and lifting the collar to my nose and closing my eyes I inhaled.
His scent on the jacket was beer and cigarette smoke (He doesn't smoke, I told myself. He just goes to a bar that has a lot of smokers), but the dominating scent was cinnamon and apple pie.
"Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to serve me diner?" His angry voice shook the few pictures that I hung on the walls.
I looked at the collar- bright red lipstick. I don't wear lipstick and my perfume isn't apple pie and cinnamon. My heart shattered. He didn't…He couldn't have…
"Fabian?" I made sure my voice didn't tremble. "Did you sleep with a woman?" I wanted to say whore so badly... I showed Fabian his jacket's collar, and his face turned red.
"Serve me food." Fabian growled, looked away from the stain.
"Did you-" Fabian tore the jacket out of my hands and threw it on the floor. I started to back up as Fabian slowly walked closer to me. My back hit the wall and Fabian grabbed my throat. Fabian's face came close to mine and he growled, "Stay out of my business or else you'll pay." He did…
I knew I shouldn't say anything that would set him off, but I gasped out, "I've been facing the 'or else' threat every since you failed in Hollywood Fabian. I'm not scared of you."
Fabian released my throat, my feet gave out and I slid down the wall to the floor. My hands went around my throat. I knew there was going to be bruises in the morning.
"Serve me dinner." He walked to the kitchen table.
"Get the whore to serve you dinner." I got up to walk to my room. Of course my statement angered Fabian, so I didn't get that far. Something hit my back and I fell, face first. Fabian's footsteps came closer to me and then I saw his feet right in front of me. Fabian lifted me by my hair and kicked me. Fabian continued to beat me, but I didn't react- to his displeasure.
No, Fabian can't hurt me physically- not anymore. I thought. He can try, but I learned how to deal with the pain.
I swallowed the tears that were coming and focused on the pain Fabian was inflicting on my body-that hurt much less. I tried to forget the fact that he slept with someone else-but my heart throbbed like the new bruises on my legs and arms.
He's not coming back…I thought. Fabian…My love…Where did you go? I drifted off into the void while Fabian continued to beat my body.
Fabian what happened to you?