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You want to leave because…
Everytime he calls you names, you feel lower than a dog.
"Whore, get out of my sight."
He abuses your body.
"Slut, I'm gonna fuck you hard."
He demands so much.
"There are three things I'm gonna do: eat, drink, and fuck so don't complain."
He's selfish.
"You better get what I want, hooker, or I'll fuck your life."
Your cooking doesn't satisfy him.
"You bitch, this is not beef!"
And when he cares, it's not about you.
"Who the fuck took my coat?"
And you want to stay because…
Every time he refers to you, it's not so bad.
"What the fuck do you want?"
The feel of your hair attracts him.
"Who the hell said you could cut your hair?"
He demands your attention.
"Don't fucking talk to that asshole."
You were spoil.
"Hurry, pick the fucking shit you want, and leave."
Compliments are noticeable.
"What the fuck are you staring at? Let me eat this shit in peace."
And he cares in his own way.
"Get off the fucking sofa and lose some weight; you're getting fatter."
And maybe,
"Shitty [Name], hurry the fuck up!"
Just maybe,
"You fucking shit, I told you to hurry up!"
If he ever happens to find this note,
The woman smiles, drops the pen down and throws the folded paper in her desk drawer before she rushes out.
"I'm coming Xanxus!"
He'll know why you stay.