AN: I really so you enjoy this one. As always, reviews are love.

Chapter One: Prologue

As his fist collided with her jaw, Mickie fell to the floor with a thud. This was a daily occurrence in the home she shared with the big, muscular man who stood over her. He growled at her as she looked up at him like a scolded puppy. She was helpless to do anything as she just out powered her by sheer size and strength. He reached down and grabbed her by the arm, and yanked her back to her feet. When Mickie looked him right in his hateful blue eyes, she saw not a man who promised her everything and then some, like he promised before, but the eyes of a monster, a monster who would not hesitate to end her life in a heartbeat. A man who pretty much owned her, and she couldn't do a thing about it.

"Look at me when I am talking to you bitch." Jason, her boyfriend said with hatred and disgust in his voice. Mickie looked at him with absolute terror on her face. Jason let out a growl before he spoke again.

"Do you really think that you are better than me?" Jason all but screamed at her. Mickie flinched as he yelled at her.

"Hey! I am talking to you!" Jason screamed in her face.

"No..." Mickie said, in a quiet tone. Jason laughed at her for a little bit, and then without warning, Jason slapped her across her face, knocking Mickie to the floor once again. She felt the stinging bruise on her face, and tears forming on her face. Mickie looked up at him as he leaned in to her face, his voice soft as it was deadly.

"Go clean yourself up, you look terrible, and you make me sick to my stomach just by looking at you." Jason said. Mickie gave him one last look of fear and terror, and ran for the bathroom. As she slammed the door shut behind her, Jason looked at the door, and a sinister grin covered his features.

He was having fun, and he intended to have more fun with his 'girlfriend'.


Mickie looked in the mirror of her bathroom. She saw the spot where Jason punched her starting to bruise up, and she softly touched it with her hand. It stung as soon as her hand came into contact with the injured flesh. She ran the water in the sink, and looked at herself once again.

I can't believe that you are dumb enough to get yourself into a situation like this. Mickie thought to herself. You must have dome something pretty shitty in a past life to deserve this punishment on a daily basis. Look at you, you are a mess. No one will ever love you. You don't deserve to be loved.

Mickie looked at the running water in the sink, and began to sob silently. Her tears joined the water running down the drain.

All I ever wanted was to be loved...


AN: Yeah, any man who hits a women deserves his comeuppance. Next time, Mickie meets an old friend who she has had a crush on since she was a child. Read and enjoy!