You're Not You
I squeezed my eyes hut, hoping that it would all go away. It didn't. The pain in my cheek burned against the rest of my body. The tears stung as they fell from my eyes, over the sensitive patch.
My clothes were tattered. We had been fighting for too long. My jogging bottoms were falling down and the over-grown t-shirt was hiding the small baby bump I wanted to keep from him. I couldn't tell him, I just wanted to escape.
It wasn't like he cared. He just sneered at me. I knew he thought I was a baby. Crying in front of him showed that I was weak, and I didn't like being weak. But I couldn't keep it back anymore. I had to cry. I had to finally let the tears fall freely down my face. It was about time I just let it all out.
"Crying? REALLY?" He roared. I opened my eyes, but I could not see properly. My eyes were misty from the tears and clouded over from the disappointment. I could make out his lime green mohawk, sat proudly on top of his head. His eyes were fixed on me, but I tried to ignore them. His eyes were my weakness. If I dared peer into them I would fall captive to him once again. And that could not happen anymore. I was not going to fall for him again. This was it. This was the end.
I got to my feet, wobbling on the spot. I didn't know what I was doing. Everything I had thought was right, was wrong...
This had all been going on for too long, now. It had been going on for almost four years, that was too long. I had to escape from my boyfriends clutches at long last. I had tried before, but I always kept going back. I always told myself no, but I always found myself falling for him again. Only this time it wasn't only my life on the line, it was my baby's too. I was not prepared to danger my baby as well as myself. This was it. The final straw. No more being a subject to cruelty.
"You're not the person I thought you were." I told Duncan. He sneered again, pushing me back down on the bed. He thought he could control me, and I had been letting him for too many years now. But this was the end.
I got back to my feet, this time holding my ground. I was not going to be pushed around by my boyfriend anymore. He was finally going to learn that I was a new person. He was not going to hurt me, Courtney Madison Taylor, anymore.
"It's over, Duncan." I told him, my voice as firm and commanding as I wanted it to be. Duncan chuckled.
"You always say that..." He whispered, coming closer to me. I could feel my breath growing shorter and my heart speeding up."But you still always come back in the end." I was scared he was going to lash out and slap me again. But he didn't.
Duncan moved to the side, showing me the door to the bedroom. I gave him one last stare and left. He really was not going to push me around anymore. I was going for good this time.
I grabbed my car keys and left the apartment. I was now my own person again. I was not going to be who he wanted me to be, I was going to be Courtney again. I was finally free from his wrath.
I thought Duncan was different, but he wasn't. I thought he really did care for me, but I was wrong. He used me. For what, I do not know, but I know he never really loved me. But that didn't matter anymore, I was finally free. Me and my baby were not going to be the subject to his anger anymore. I was free, finally free. And I never had to see him again.
A/N: This was completely random...Nothing to do with how I feel at the moment, I think...LOL!
I was thinking about the letter Y and this came to my head...
Yeah, that's one way to get a story...LOL!
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Love, ChloeRhiannonX