I don't love the way you lie
'Jake, stay the hell away from me!' Calleigh begged, backing further against the wall of her bedroom. Jake was drunk, no doubt in this CSI's mind, but taking one look at his eyes, she also knew that he was on some kind of drug. Whatever it was, she was scared of finding out what it could make him do to her. It had happened before, and she had the bruises on her neck and cheeks to prove it. She wasn't the only one who felt the brunt of his hits. Her thirteen year old daughter, Julie, got the short end of the stick as well.
'I told you that you're not supposed to talk to Delko! You're mine, no one else's!' With this, he once again made contact with her cheek with his fist. This caused her to scream out in pain.
'I can't help it that I'm friends with him!' She screamed, feeling her cheek throb. 'I know that you're friends with other women, but I don't lose my cool whenever I see you talk to them!' She yelled. This comment earned her another hit across the face.
'Well I care that you talk to that sad-sack!' He shoved her to the ground and kicked her in the side. Again, she screamed out, but it was muffled by Jake's hand covering her mouth. He reached into his waist band and cuffed her to the leg of the bed. 'You stay there, I'm gonna 'talk' to Julie.' He snarled. Calleigh snapped her head up and tugged against the handcuffs.
'You leave her alone!'