Chapter 1: Broken Arrangement

"I'm tired of all this!" Liv said to her husband Charles. "You leave all hours of the night claiming you're working but I'm not stupid! I know that's bullshit! You were out with that slutty ass bitch again huh?"

Charles laughed and took a sip out of his bottle of whiskey. He didn't even answer Liv which made her angrier.

"Hello! Are you deaf? I'm talking to you!"

Charles stopped laughing, he took the last sip of his whiskey and slowly stood up. He wasn't laughing anymore.

"Watch the way you talk to me, Olivia."

Liv scoffed, and folded her arms in anger, "You are a sad pathetic sorry excuse of a man! I don't even know why I agreed to this!"

Charles took another bottle of whiskey and opened it and took another sip.

"I said watch the way you're fucking talking to me," He said in a low voice. "You know damn well why you agreed to this and you know what happens if you break it."

"Fuck you!" Liv yelled in anger. "I'm fucking done! I don't give a fuck about any of this shit anymore! I already talked to a lawyer and this shit is over! You do what the fuck you gotta do!"

Liv walked away from him and made her way to their bedroom, she began packing her things into a large suitcase.

Charles followed her and took another sip of whiskey.

"Where the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm getting the fuck outta here!" Liv said sharply. "Did you not hear me? I'm fucking done with your ass!"

"Shut up bitch!" Charles yelled. "You ain't goin' nowhere bitch! You ain't shit without me! Everything in this house I bought with my money! I made you! You were nothing but a broke ass bitch when I met you!"

Liv stopped packing her bag and angrily turned to Charles, she couldn't believe what he was saying, but then again she could. He has been saying this to her during their seven-year marriage. She was trying to best to hold in her anger but she couldn't, she couldn't take it anymore. Ever since Charles has been making more money with his various businesses, he has been controlling and abusive, both physically and mentally.

"Get the fuck outta here!" Olivia yelled back. "I had everything I needed before I met your stupid ass. Thanks to my mother, you remember her right? She's the one who made you who you are you stupid fuck! You were a low-level gangster about to...you know what? I don't need to remind you what I've done to keep you alive and out of prison."

"Bitch! You didn't do shit for me! I made me, you hear me? Neither did your bitch ass mother! Both of ya'll are nothing but a bunch of busted ass bitches!"

Liv became enraged, she didn't think much of her mother either, but she didn't appreciate him talking about the only family she has. She took a glass vase off the dresser and made and threw it at him.

"Fuck you!" She yelled.

Charles became enraged and smacked Liv across the face.

"Bitch! Have you lost your mind? Who do you think you are?"

Liv clutched her face and couldn't help but cry, the pain of Charles hand was overwhelming.

"You gone stop talking all that shit bitch!"

Charles didn't care at all about Liv crying in pain. He just hit her again...

And again

And again…

"Ms. Jones?"

Liv heard a voice awaken her and startle her. She quickly looked around and realized she was still on her long flight from Liberty City to San Andreas. It was already an hour into the flight and Liv wasted no time falling asleep. She was thankful she took extra pillows on the plane with her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, but I have your soda you asked for. I apologize for the long wait."

"Oh, it's okay, thanks." Liv said as she took the soda from the stewardess and took a sip.

"Is there anything else you need?" The stewardess asked.

"No, not right now, thank you," Liv answered as she opened her soda and took a sip.

"Well my name is Lillian, just hit the buzzer if you need me."

"Of course," Liv answered.

The stewardess walked away to attend to the other passengers on the flight and Liv looked out the window. It was a dark, but beautiful night. The moon is so large and bright and she could see it's a reflection in the ocean. She let out a long sigh, the further she was getting away from Liberty City the better she felt. Even with the person next to her snoring loudly, she still felt relief. She is finally getting away from Charles and the painful memories of their seven-year marriage. She also felt disappointed, at twenty-four years old she is divorced and starting over in a brand new city. Most people her age are fresh out of college and seeking their first job. She couldn't help but think about how this move is going to be a big adjustment for her, even with the alimony the court ordered Charles to pay she is still going to live on her own and enter the career world for the first time in her life. Liv and her mother never worked the typical nine to five jobs most women did.

Liv let out of a long sigh out and pulled her briefcase from underneath her seat. She had to prepare herself for her job interview she has three days after she lands in Los Santos. It was an office job, it wasn't going to pay much, but it was going to be enough to cover rent the new condo she secured with her new alimony payments. She had to meet with the owner of the place tomorrow to get the keys and move in.

She took an envelope out of her briefcase and opened it. She took out a booklet and began to read it. She began quickly reading the job description. She grew slightly nervous as she began to wonder if she is even going to get the job. The phone interview she had with Debra was very intimidating, even though she spent a good chunk of it complaining about her boyfriend.

Liv continued reading, studying the interview questions and requirements for the job slowly pushing her thoughts of Charles and the life she had with him away.