Dedicated to someone who beat up his mother and put her in the hospital after my friend broke up with him.
Travelin' Man – Ricky Nelson (Good song... bad message)
July 10, 2012
The Kubin Apartment
4:09 PM
"That was really sweet of him to give you roses last night, but couldn't he wait till breakfast?" Yawned Gabriella.
Abby yawned too before answering, "I don't know. I think I'm going to go home early, I'm really tired. I didn't get back to sleep after he woke us up."
"Alright." Gabriella said, "I may do the same thing in about an hour."
Abby walked into her apartment and turned on the radio before dropping herself onto the couch.
Suddenly Bryce was standing over her. She smiled at him, "Hey honey."
The corners of Bryce's mouth tugged down and he narrowed his eyes. Then he moved quickly, pinning her down to the couch.
"Bryce?" she looked up at him scared. What happened to the Bryce from last night?
"How dare you. You go and pull a stunt like giving Edward a crap Job, and I forgive you, I apologize to you and still you deny me and go back into the other apartment!"
"Bryce, I..."
"I tried to look past your mistakes and I tried to make it look like it was my fault, but no! You bitch, you had to go and make me a fool!"
But..."
Bryce slapped her hard across the face then roughly turned her face by her jaw to she'd look him in the face, "But nothing! You listen to me, I own you. You will do as I say!" he squeezed her collarbone.
"Bryce! Y-you hurting me!" she gasped, tears flooding her eyes and falling into her hair.
"That's my problem, not yours!" He said in a dangerous whisper, squeezing it even tighter.
"You don't own me!" Abby cried afraid that her bones were about to break.
"Yes I do. Once you're married the man is in complete charge." He smiled evilly. "Come on to bed now sweetie."
"No!" She yelled as he let her go. "I'm not going to sleep with a crazy lunatic!" She yelled as she ran to the bedroom and locked the door. He started pounding on the door. She hurriedly pushed the dresser up against the door. For once she was extremely happy that her dresser was an antique and was made of solid wood.
"You can't stay in there forever and believe me, there will be a punishment!" Bryce yelled through the door.
"Stop it!" Abby screamed back, hugging herself and crouching in the corner the dresser used to be in.
"Use your head, Blondie! GOD! How stupid can you broads get? It's not going to stop. This is your life now and I doubt you'd want to drag your friends into this. I know you want Edward to stay away from that Gabriella girl. You know that if you drag them all into this, I'll let Edward do as he wishes. You want to protect them, right? Then listen to me and open this door now!"
Abby sobbed and slowly started closer to the door.
"Come now, Abigail, Be a good girl and listen to me and keep the others out of this and things won't be so bad, I won't need to punish you as much. Come on, be a good girl for me."
Abby cringed as she pushed her dresser aside and opened the door, waiting for his blow. She stood there a moment before hearing him say "Good Girl" then grabbing her shirt and twisting her around so he could pin her to the wall.
She could no longer look him in the eye like an equal. She kept her eyes on the floor and flinched at every blow she took. She held back her cries and sobs, even after he was done and let her fall into a sobbing heap on the floor.
Edward walked in and looked at her, "She not behaving again?"
"Nope." Bryce said from the couch where he was watching TV.
"Pity, she's ruining her good looks that make her worth it." He said grabbing a soda from the fridge and sitting on the couch next to his brother.
"I think she'll be good from now on. I put things in perspective for her. Right, dear?"
Abby nodded hurriedly.
"Good, now go shower and put on fresh makeup. We are going out tonight and I need you looking presentable."
Abby flinched as she turned the shower water on cold so it wouldn't hurt her new bruises and cuts as much. She had never felt as stupid as she did now. How could she have married that idiot? Who knows what was going to happen to her now. She couldn't run. She had a business and he would know everywhere she would run to.
After carefully drying herself off she got dressed and applied her makeup. She left her hair down so the bruises on the back of her neck were covered. She made her hair look a little better by curling the ends and using a small clip to pin a few curls back and inspected herself in the full length mirror, making sure that everything she needed to hide was well hidden. Once she was sure she was safe she walked out of the bathroom.
"There, look, she cleans up nicely enough." Bryce said to Edward after they both looked her over.
"Alright, let's go then." Edward said, grabbing his keys.
"Where are we going? Abby asked, still not able to look her husband in the face.
"My father's in town. We are having dinner with him, and you will behave, no more stupid questions." Bryce grabbed her arm and pulled her to the door.
Out in the Hall they bumped into Zeke who was juggling five bags of groceries as he tried to unlock his door. "Oh hey, are you planning on eating with the rest of us tonight?" he asked.
"No, thank you but we are eating out tonight, Edward's and my dad is visiting." Bryce said.
"Oh, well have fun then." Zeke replied looking rather sad that he wasn't going to be able to cook for more people.
"Thanks." Abby replied looking at him and smiling a bit before she was pushed towards the stairs.
"We're eating here? Bryce, we can't afford this place!" Abby said as they pulled up to a fancy restaurant.
"We might not be able to, but you can. Thanks for offering to pay Abby." Bryce replied as he pushed her out of the car after Edward had parked.
"Hey dad!" Edward said as he pulled his dad into a hug. Abby had never liked her father-in-law. He was creepy, slept around apparently, and had passed down everything on to his sons she realized in horror. She watched the father and two sons as they exchanged pleasantries. She was completely excluded as they kept on talking. She glanced through the window that they were sat next to and noticed the Semi truck parked in the parking lot and shook her head. Only a male member of this family would drive a semi truck to one of the fanciest restaurants in town.
"What's wrong Abby?" Asked Mr. Mills. She honestly had no idea what his first name was. Bryce had told her she wasn't worthy enough to know when she had met him the first time. She thought he had been joking, but obviously not.
"Nothing Mr. Mills." She replied not looking him in the eyes.
"I'm sorry I wasn't at your wedding, kid, I was busy."
"So was Bryce." Abby muttered and regretted it when Bryce's hand found a large bruise on her thy and squeezed it.
"Hi there, My name is Deb and I'll be your waitress this evening." said a woman with a southern farm girl accent, "Can I take your order or will you need some more time?"
"I'll have the Steak, medium rare, a coke, and perhaps your number, cutie." Mr. Mills smiled at her.
"Oh well Darlin', I'm sorry but it's against company policy to flirt with costumers, but I go on break in an hour." she winked at him, "And for you three?"
Edward stopped rolling his eyes at his father and placed his order and then Bryce placed his.
"And for you, Miss?"
Abby was just opening her mouth when Bryce spoke for her, "She's not all that hungry, so a small side salad and a glass of water will be fine."
"Are you sure?" Deb asked.
Abby was hungry and had wanted to get real food, especially since she was paying, but the look Bryce was giving her, a warning hidden in a smile, scared her so she nodded, "I had a large lunch not so long ago." she said.
"So are you pregnant yet?" Mr. Mills asked her halfway through dinner. Abby choked on her cherry tomato.
"Excuse me?" She asked incredulous.
"Are you pregnant yet?" Mr. Mills asked slowly as if she was stupid.
"Uh, no!" She responded doing her best to get the mental images out of her mind of her and Bryce ever being together in that way.
"Why?" He asked looking at Bryce confused.
"Haven't gotten there yet." Bryce replied smiling, "But I can't wait."
"Excuse me. I'll be right back. I need to go to the bathroom." Abby said getting up and taking her purse with her.
"So what's the matter with her?" Abby heard Mr. Mills ask when he had thought she was far enough away. Abby stopped and listened in, "Is she a Feminist that needs to be broke or something?"
"Oh she's already broke, she just won't behave." Bryce said.
Abby pursed her lips and continued to walk, not wanting to hear more. Perhaps it was good of Bryce to stop her from eating much. Her stomach felt a little queasy after hearing all that.
"Well, you've been having Edward here help you out right? He's good at it. Who was your first girl then? Wasn't her name Kristina Hassen or something?"
"Yes, well she was easy. Practice for who I really want." Edward boasted.
"Oh? What girl is that?"
"Gabriella Montez." he smirked, "Abby's best friend."
"I'm only getting to Abby so Eddie here can get to Gabriella. I already have who I really want waiting for me back up in Michigan."
"I see, so you both are helping each other out. I'm proud of you boys. But get that girl," Mr. Mills jabbed his thumb towards the restrooms, "Knocked up. No girl a Mills boy touches should go out with her V card attached." he smirked, "Even if the Mills boy has his mother's maiden name." he pointed at Bryce who nodded.
"I'll finish her up soon, dad. It's been a little over a month; I'll be forcing her to be good soon. Then she'll be totally broken and won't do anything when Edward goes after Gabriella. Gabi will be his in no time and I can drop that broad and go back to Michigan." Bryce assured his father.
In the bathroom Abby made sure she was alone before washing her face in cold water and reapplying her makeup. "Pigs, all of them." She told her reflection. She took a deep breath and went back out to the table in time to hear the end of the conversation between the three "men"
"Remember boys, Women are worth only one thing. Make sure they give it to you like they owe you."
"Owe you?" Abby gasped.
"Oh hello Abby dear." Mr. Mills smiled.
Abby narrowed her eyes, "Pay for dinner yourselves. If all us women are good for is one thing, then you don't need the money I worked so hard to get! Now I'm going to get some real food and get fat! We'll see how much I owe you when I have a butt the size of Texas!" Abby turned on her heal and rushed away.
"Man, she's trouble, that one. You had better teach her, her place soon." Mr. Mills said. "And she owes me a hundred Dollars." He added as he pulled out his wallet and looked at the bill.
"Don't worry, Dad, I will, tonight." Said a fuming Bryce.
For those of you who are disappointed that BoG isn't more about Gabi, there is going to be a third one to make this a trilogy. This is to set up some more history for that third one such in the way the HSM movies set up the background for all HSM fics. The third installment will be more Gabi. We promise.
And as a response to an unsigned comment or two, Abby is based off one of Lissa's friends who did do a really quick turn around when it came to self respect and she never told any of her friends, who she was with every day what was going on, because she was ashamed of herself at first. After a while it became habit to lie. Issues like the one we are addressing aren't always a gradual thing. In fact Lissa's friend got married to her abusive boyfriend even after he started abusing her and on the wedding night he almost killed her. Luckily a few of her other friends walked in and saw it and called the cops. So things like this do happen.
Thanks for reading :)