Realizations

Tori waited for the boys to head inside and she said goodbye. Tori hopped in her car and headed home for four o'clock. Her cruddy van spluttered into the driveway and gave out as she tried to straiten up her parking job. It did not role down the driveway, although it was close to starting.

She hopped out of the van and zipped into the house, throwing her shoes in the closet and beginning to clean up. Her house was always spotless because it meant that everything that Blake could possibly beat her with was probably put away or at least out of his reach.

She had one time left a knife in the sink because she had forgotten to do the dishes and he attempted to go after her with it but he passed out a few feet away from her and she rushed to put it away. Her whole life flashed before her eyes and ever since that day, she never once forgot to put away sharp objects.

Her blonde hair was always in a ponytail at her house, if it was not, it hurt a lot more when her grabbed her by the head and beat her. It was true, he tried to pay her off with gifts and flowers, occasionally a box of chocolates but it never changed, he would always beat her up that day.

A slam of a car door snapped her back to reality, Blake would not be drunk but he would definitely not mention the previous nights. She watched out the window as he walked up to the front door and searched for his key. Tori smiled after he found it and opened the door.

"Hey Tor, how are you?"

"Fine." She retorted nervously.

"Bob should be here to pick me up in an hour or so, want to do anything?" Blake asked.

"Whatever you want to do." Tori answered with a fake smile.

"Did you want to go out for dinner tomorrow night, it's going to take longer than an hour tonight if we go." Blake stated.

"Sounds great, how was work?" Tori turned around and asked the first question for a long time.

"It was work, you know, boring." Blake smiled at her.

"Yeah, totally boring." Tori replied anxiously.

"I think I should get ready to go, have a shower and stuff." Blake suggested.

"I'll start on dinner then." Tori replied.

"Cool, you okay, you seem out of it lately." Blake had the nerves to ask.

"Fine." Tori smirked back.

"Take care of yourself, wouldn't want you to die on me." Blake laughed a bit.

He left the room and Tori stopped laughing along. She did not want to die but the way he said that, she felt nervous around him. He had changed, for the worst. Instead of being someone Tori loved, he was the man Tori hated. She could not live this way anymore…