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Chapter 1

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BPOV

The shrilling sound of the alarm clock woke me up. I quickly punched it off afraid that he would wake up from the annoying sound. And based from experience, believe me, you don't want to see that. It's so horrible.

After I hastily brushed my teeth and splashed my face with cold water, I went to the kitchen and made breakfast for my husband. God, how I hate that man. I can't even believe that I married him.

I can't fathom how Mike became like that. After our first five months as a couple, he started to change. It wasn't really noticeable at first but as time pass by, it started to get worse. I first noticed the change when he arrived late one night and he was drunk. Really drunk, he told me to go get a glass of water and when I handed it to him a second late, he slapped me. And after he slapped me, he then poured the water at me. It all happened so quickly that I wasn't able to react from what he did. That night, I cried really hard. I slept on the guest room afraid of what Mike will do to me. I decided to just forget about what just happened considering that he was drunk. The following day, he was sober and I expected him to ask for an apology. But nothing came, I just assumed that he had no idea of what he did the night prior. And so I forgave him, I do that really easily.

But as the days passed, he seemed totally different. He was no longer the Mike that I fell in love with, the one that I married.

And now, two years later, I am still stuck in this hell I once called home. After I made him a delicious breakfast, since toast and coffee is not an option, I heard him go downstairs and to the kitchen. My heart was beating rapidly but that was something that I got used with. It seemed a normal reaction for me towards him now. Before, my heart would go crazy every time that I saw him because of love, pure love. But now? It's because of hatred and hostility.

"Bella," he greeted me with the same cold voice.

"Mike. Breakfast's ready." I told him. This would be our day-to-day routine.

"I can see that. Go upstairs, I heard that little devil cry. Tell her next time if I will be waken up because of her cries, she'll pay a price for it." He said to me with a threat in his voice.

I gasped and controlled the tears that are about to flow. He really is a changed man. I never heard him threaten Madeline. Before you assume that Madeline is my daughter, let me clear this all up for you, she is my half-sister. After I got married, my mom told me that she was expecting. I was shocked but since my mom was still in her forties, I just congratulated her. And I really am happy for her.

But it all went down the drain when my mom and Phil got in a horrible car accident just a week after Madeline was born. That accident cost them their lives and by some miracle, Maddy survived it. And since I am her only living relative, they gave her to me.

At first, I was a bit reluctant to take her not because I don't want to but because of Mike. He really wasn't fond of children and I'm afraid of what he'll do to Maddy. But I just can't leave my sister there and so I took the risk and I made a promise with myself that I will never let Mike hurt her. I would do everything in my power to keep her safe. She is my life now, the only point of my existence.

"Mike, she's just a child. She's still two years old, she can't control her cries." I told him angrily. I don't care if he hits me, I'm beyond immune to the pain he causes me.

"Oh, you're talking back now, eh?" He said menacingly while caressing my cheek. I cringed at his touch. His hand then went to my throat and he clutched it so hard that I can't breathe any more. I was starting to see black spots when he finally removed his hands from my neck. "You know Bella, I don't care if she's still a child, I can do whatever I want to her because remember, you're in my house. I am the one who is in control here and you can't do anything about it."

I was trembling with fear, I knew Mike wasn't joking. It was then that I realized that I can't stay here any more. Mike hurting me is fine but Maddy? Hell to the no! I then went upstairs as fast as I could leaving Mike eating the breakfast I made. I then regretted not putting food poison in it.

When I arrived at Maddy's room, truth be told she was crying. I then took her in my arms and started to pat her back. After a couple of seconds, she recognized me and she abruptly stopped crying. The bond between me and Maddy is just like a mother-daughter kind of thing. Every time Mike hits me, one look at Maddy and I knew everything's gonna be all right..

I smiled as Maddy gave me the most beautiful smile. My resolve of leaving this damned house got even strong. I can't let Mike hurt this precious angel that I'm holding dearly. I placed Maddy in her crib and then I started to plan my escape.

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