The Pain We Suffer
A/N: Ok I have only put up a small story so far. So I'm going to need some ideas for the upcoming chapters! That means review and if you see any mistakes in my punctuation and spellings can you tell me cause I do tend to forget commas etc. Please say if you like it and whether I should continue. Love from Dorothy and Toto!
Chapter 1: Sam's POV
Another punch to my chest and I'm on the floor in agony. He spits on me and I hear him hiss "your worthless" just as he leaves for a bar. I only thank God he does this when the girls are in bed.
Why did I marry Pete? I ask this question as I stumble to the bathroom to clean up. I stopped fighting back long ago. I have no friends out here In Suburban hell just outside of New York. I resigned from Cheyenne Mountain when I became pregnant with Megan Emma who is now 5 years old. Pete insisted we had to move away and I had no objections because the due date meant that this was not Pete's child but Jack's from a drunken team night where after Teal'c and Daniel had left things got out of hand but Pete, thank God, never noticed this. So we got married with SGC personnel attending naturally and Janet and Cassie were joint maids of honour. Jack didn't come saying something about paper work piling up which was nonsense but I knew he shouldn't come anyway. So I never told Jack about Megan being his even though I should have. Not long after Megan was born I got my first punch from Pete. He pinned me up against the wall and punched me in the stomach. I didn't leave though thinking he must have had a bad day because this wasn't like him. It didn't get mentioned again and he was fine for a few months but then one evening it happened again and then the verbal abuse started and I had nowhere to go because I knew nobody here being a housewife and I had slowly lost contact with my friends in Colorado Springs. The abuse then became more frequent and I occasionally fought back but he overpowered me and hit me harder but mostly on the torso so the bruises were barely visible. Life continued like this until I got pregnant again with Evelyn Jessica now 3 years old. The abuse stopped until she was born and then it started again and became more frequent.
Now I've realised I've got to leave because I'm pregnant once again and I hope the baby isn't damaged. I haven't told him yet and I don't plan to, instead I'm going to leave with the girls. Tonight if possible. I've showered and now I'm packing a duffel and getting the money I saved for an emergency like this. I go into Megan's room and shake her softly. She mutters something like "what now?" as she opens her chocolate brown eyes that look just like Jack's. I say "we're leaving on a trip" and with that she jumps out of bed as I tell her to get some changes of clothes and her toothbrush ready as I go to wake up Evelyn. I don't wake Evelyn up straight away but instead get her clothes into a duffel while trying to block out the pain that shoots through my chest as I reach into the wardrobe to get some blankets for when the girls fall asleep in the mini van which they were bound to do seeing as it was already getting on for midnight. Pete wouldn't be back from the bar for a while cause he was usually back at two in the morning in a cab. I pick Evelyn up deciding it would be easier to just carry her downstairs and put her straight into the car seat asleep. She stirs slightly as I carry her into Megan's room with her duffel already on my shoulder and mine already at the foot of the stairs. I ask Megan if she's ready and she just zips up her duffel and picks it up along with her favourite teddy bear she got for her 2nd birthday from Grandpa Jacob. I then realise she hasn't even asked whether 'Daddy' was coming so I decide to ask her "Megan aren't you bothered that 'Daddy' isn't coming?" and she simply replies "no" so I ask "why?" and this time she looks at my with a seriousness beyond her 5 years and says "he hurts you. I hate him for it." Shocked I ask, "How long have you known?" "Too long" she replies and starts heading for the staircase and goes down it and picks up my duffel from the foot of the staircase without even being asked. I then realise how grown up she acts but she can still make you laugh when you need it the most. This was not a time to laugh though.
I put everything in the mini van and get the girls set in the van comfortably, luckily Evelyn still hadn't woken up otherwise I'll have to explain we were going on a long trip without Daddy and I'd prefer to do that in another state where Pete couldn't turn up suddenly. I give Megan a blanket and she snuggles under it with a contented sigh as I start the engine ready for a long trip to meet some long missed friends.
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