"Colin, let me go!" shrieked a voice from inside of a small flat in the
shady parts of London.
"Shut up you bitch!" slurred a drunken voice.
She tried to break free of his death grip. He wouldn't get off of her. His breath smelled badly of whiskey, and his clothes reeked of smoke. There wasn't any way for her to get away from him, let alone out of the same room. She tried and tried, but nothing worked. He wouldn't stop.
"Take off your clothes."
"No," she whimpered.
"What did you say to me!?!" he yelled. He stood up, picked up a chair and threw it on here," How dare you, you bitch. I support you day and night, and all I ask for is some love."
She looked him in the eye, and did what she was told. It was like this every night. She would cook dinner for herself, and then he would come home. He would come and sit down in front of the television. She would sneak off into bed, but he would find her, wherever she was sleeping, even if it wasn't in the apartment. This would happen every night, until the one time he didn't come home. He didn't come home for three days, and when he did, he hit her, and she woke up in the hospital, with a blood everywhere.
They told her she had been pregnant, but the baby hadn't survived.
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I know it's short, but it's just an intro to the whole story.
"Shut up you bitch!" slurred a drunken voice.
She tried to break free of his death grip. He wouldn't get off of her. His breath smelled badly of whiskey, and his clothes reeked of smoke. There wasn't any way for her to get away from him, let alone out of the same room. She tried and tried, but nothing worked. He wouldn't stop.
"Take off your clothes."
"No," she whimpered.
"What did you say to me!?!" he yelled. He stood up, picked up a chair and threw it on here," How dare you, you bitch. I support you day and night, and all I ask for is some love."
She looked him in the eye, and did what she was told. It was like this every night. She would cook dinner for herself, and then he would come home. He would come and sit down in front of the television. She would sneak off into bed, but he would find her, wherever she was sleeping, even if it wasn't in the apartment. This would happen every night, until the one time he didn't come home. He didn't come home for three days, and when he did, he hit her, and she woke up in the hospital, with a blood everywhere.
They told her she had been pregnant, but the baby hadn't survived.
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I know it's short, but it's just an intro to the whole story.