"Hey Willa" I say as I sit down at the table. We met up for coffee. I needed to tell her what was going on. I cant live like this much longer.

"Hey Charlene" she greets me.

"I need to talk to you about something" I say getting straight to the point.

"Okay, well what is it?' She asks

"Remember a few months ago when I called and told you how me and Maybeck got into that big fight?" I ask her in a serious tone.

"Yeah what about it?" she ask. I know she can tell that this is serious.

"Well it keeps happening. Every night he comes home drunk. Then we fight and he ends up hurting me. Some nights he doesn't even come home. I can't take this any more." I tell her. Just thinking about it makes me upset. Tears start to slowly fall.

"What are you going to do?" She asks.

"I don't know, I mean I still love him. I want to make things work." I tell her.

"You can't live like that forever" Willa states.

"I know, I have decided if it gets any worse i'm going to file for a divorce." I say. My voice cracks as I say the word divorce.

I don't want to go through that. I love him to much to leave him, he means everything to me. He has saved my life so many times in the past. Maybeck one of the only guys in the world I can share my keeper stories with. He was there he knows it's real. He wouldn't look at me weird for it. I have been through everything with him.

"I have to go" Willa tells me as she stands

"Ok, Bye" I say as I also stand.

"Please, think through all of you options" She tells me in her scary Willa voice. Okay so it's not scary it's just a little intimidating.

"I will" I tell her.

I give her a quick hug before I exit the shop. I walk to my car with a fast pace. The air seems to have gotten colder since I was last outside. I drive home in silence as I think. There is so many things to think through. I mean I can't just leave him. It would crush him and me too. If I stay though I could get hurt. I cant live like this. I used to be so brave, but now i'm afraid of going in my own house. I should not have to live like this. I mean it could be worse, couldn't it?

As I enter the house I put my keys and purse down. I then walk into the bedroom to change. I slip out of my jeans and into a pair of sweat pants. I then trade my sweater for a tank top. I walk downstairs and into the small kitchen. I grab a bottle of water and some grapes. I sit at the counter reading a magazine when I hear the door open.

I get up and walk to the door. Maybe he won't be drunk tonight. It's a hope I have every night, that never is true. As I look into his eyes I can sense something different. Its not anger or love in his eyes this time. Its lust and I know that it won't end well.

"Hi babe" He says

"Don't call me babe" I say defiantly. I am going to stand up for myself this time. I'm not going to let him push me around.

"But you love when I call you babe" He says. He sounds almost wounded by my words.

"No I used to, do you hear me I used to but not any more" I tell him. I am starting to feel more confident. I am starting to feel like I did when we battled overtakers. I never let them push me around and i'm not going to let Maybeck.

He then starts to walk towards me. As he does I start to back up. Soon I am backed up against the wall, I have a bad feeling about this.

"You little whore are going to listen to me, do you understand" he shouts in my face. I just nod in response.

"I know your a slut, but your my slut. So show me what you got" He screams at me.

"What does that mean?" I ask. I honestly have no clue what he is talking about.

He leans in and kisses me. I push him away, the look in his eyes tell me that was a big mistake. I could try to leave but he is blocking the front door. My only other option is upstairs. As long as I can run faster than him I should be fine. I take the chance and make a run for it. He is right behind me and he is furious. I should have known I wouldn't be fast enough. He was always faster than me why would that have all of the sudden changed.

I run in our room hoping to close the door in time but I am a second to late. He walks over to me and grabs me around the waist. I try to push him away, but he just tightens his grip. Maybeck then starts to leave kisses on my neck.

"Maybeck please stop" I beg.

"Sorry I can't" He tells me

"Why, why can't you stop?" I ask him.

"Cause your a slut and you deserve this." He tells me. His tone scares me.

He soon starts to get rougher. He pushes me back on the bed and climbs on top of me. I can't believe he is doing this to me. He knows I want him to stop but he just keeps going. I remember when he used to ask before he did this. Now he doesn't even listen to me. How did every thing get so messed up? I feel like I ask my self that question to much.

He pulls my tank top over my head. I don't want this to be happening. He forcefully kisses me and continues down leaving kisses down my stomach. I try and try to push him off of me but he is to strong. When did my life get so complicated? It used to be so perfect but that changed quickly. Every thing seems to be changing. Why can't things just stay the same?

I wake up the next morning and the memories from last night come flooding back. I start to cry at the thought. I told him to stop but he didn't. He forced me to. He raped me, I never thought he would do such a thing. I walk downstairs and make sure he is gone. I know what I have to do.

I spend all day packing my things. I then grab the divorce papers out of my dresser. I knew this day would come I just didn't want it to. I sign it and leave it on the counter with a note saying:

Dear Maybeck,

I'm so sorry it has come to this, but I want a divorce. I still love you, but not this fake version of you. I don't like who you have become. I can't be near you any more. I hope you understand I don't want this. You have pushed me to this. I could handle you being abusive and drinking all the time. It was when you raped me last night that I knew I couldn't do this any longer. I wanted to have a great life with you but it seems that you have other plans. I hope you understand. I still love you and you will always hold a place in my heart.

Love,

Charlene Turner

I look around the house one last time. I grab my last box along with my purse and keys. I walk out of the door and say one last goodbye. This house had so many great memories. I just wish that the good out weighed the bad, unfortunately they don't. I put the box in the car and slide into the driver's seat. I put the key into the ignition and drive. I drive as far away as I can. I want to leave all these memories behind. I want to start my life over.

Thanks for reading, I would love to know what you think. Its not over yet, there is going to be a few more chapters. I really hope you like it. I really like writing this and can't wait to write the next chapter. Once again thanks for reading and please review.