"Reba what happened to your arm"? Brock said grabbing her arm and look at it.
"Oh its nothing I just tripped again" Reba said pulling away her arm.
Brock left and Reba went up to her room and looked herself in the bathroom.
She looked at her arm in the mirror. Tears streamed down her face. She could Hardly look at herself without crying. Reba laid her head down on the pillow and closed her eyes.
It was the middle of the night and he came in Drunk again.
As he walked in to her room he knocked everything down that he could.
Reba jumped and opened her eyes. She pulled her blanket close to her body.
"Hey baby" John said slurring her words.
"Are you drink, AGAIN" Reba said trying not to make him mad.
"Hell yea baby and you know what I want" John said stumbling over to her bed.
"No not tonight" Reba said
John did not care he got on top of her and began to kiss her. Reba tried to push him away.
"If you stop moving it wount be as hard for me to kiss you, Baby" John said kissing her.
"NO! John please STOP"Reba said pushing him away.
Pushing him away got him more mad. He slapped her face. Reba stared to cry and the face stung.
He pushed all of his weight oh to her. Making it hard for her to breath.
He ripped her shirt off and her pants off. Reba just closed her eyes and begin to crying praying he would stop. His grip was tough. He finaly was gone but he punshed her in the stomatic making it hard for her to breath. He left the room and she ran into the bathroom and locked the door. She hid in the bathtub crying of the pain. She stared up the shower and tired to get the thouhts out of her mind.