Katy's POV

I was almost done with my shift and took Kermit his dessert.

"How's lil Katy doing?" He asked.

"She's doing good," I said. "Marylyn is watching her tonight."

"You should be able to have time off to spend time with her," he said. "It's not right."

"I know," I said. I set down his plate. He saw the bruise on my forearm.

"You know how he treats you isn't right," he said.

"I know, I'm working on it," I said.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride home," he said. I went and clocked out and took off my apron. He drove me home. "Call me if you need anything."

"Okay," I said, opening the car door. He grabbed my wrist softly.

"I mean it," he said. "I worry about you, Katy."

"I know," I said. "Thank you, Kermit."

I got inside, and attempted to pay Marylyn again, but she refused and said that I didn't need to pay her. She left and I went to Katy Carmela's crib. She was already asleep. I watched her sleep. Anthony went out drinking with his work 'friends' before I left for work, he has a fake ID. He still wasn't back.

I decided to try to sleep before he came back, but right when I laid down, I heard the door slam shut. I closed my eyes to try to make myself fall asleep.

"Katy!" He yelled. "Where the hell are you?!" He was drunk, I could tell from his voice.

I stayed there hoping he'd think I was asleep. I heard him come into the room. He made me fall out of the bed. I hit my head on the floor.

"Wake up!" He yelled at me. I stood up.

"I've had a really long, night, Anthony," I told him.

"Get undressed," he said.

"No," I told him flatly. "I'm going to sleep." I felt my head and realized I must have cut myself when I fell off of the bed. I laid back down.

"No, you're not," he said.

"Yes, I am, I'm tired."

"You're fat and ugly," he said. "You're lucky I'm even still with you."

This angered me. I looked at him.

"No!" I yelled at him. "You're the one that's lucky, not me!" I sat up on the bed. My eyes started filling with tears. "You beat me! You raped me! You treat me like I'm nothing, and I have stayed with you through it all because I thought you would change! I gave up everything for you!"

He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me off the bed.

"You shouldn't have said that!" He yelled at me. "You have one," he looked towards Katy Carmela's room, "no, two things that you haven't given up for me!" He kicked me in the side.

"If you touch her, I will kill you!" I yelled at him.

"Is that right?!" He questioned me. He started beating me. Finally, he stopped and passed out on the couch.

I looked in the mirror. My face was completely bruised. I immediately went to Katy Carmela's room, and slowly put her in her carrier/car seat, making sure not to wake her. I'm glad she didn't because the way I look would probably scare her. I dismantled the crib, making as little noise as I could. I had all of our clothes packed already. I called the only person I could think of. It was midnight, but he picked up.

"Katy, what's wrong?" Kermit asked.

"Can you please come pick us up?" I asked.

"What happened?"

"He beat me and threated to hurt her," I said, crying.

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible." He hung up.

He was there in about ten minutes.

"My mom said that you can stay with us until you find a place," he said. He took in my composure. "I'm so sorry, Katy."

"It's my fault," I said, looking down. "I should have left a long time ago."

"Don't blame yourself," he said. "People like him are manipulative and horrible." He looked back at her and said "Neither of you deserve that."

He drove us to his house and helped me set up the crib in the guest room.

"Thank you, Kermit," I said. "Really."

"It's no problem," he said. "I just want you safe."