A/n: So yeah...I couldn't really leave ya'll hanging that way...but seriously...this is IT for today.
Chapter 8
I got all the items from the store and took the short drive home, as I try to mentally prepare myself for what to expect once I get home.
At least she is going out tonight, she's been doing that a lot more lately. I actually hope and pray she meets some rich, stuck up asshole that can take her off my hands, free of charge.
I know in my heart that she won't let go of me that easy, not when she knows exactly how much I am worth. She told me as much when she informed of the contents of that safety deposit box two years the last night I was allowed to see my family. The night I lied to them and walked out of my parent's house. I cried the whole way home.
I will never forgive her for that night, ever. Amidst all the hits and punches, nothing compares to the pain of the look in my parents eyes as I told them I never wanted to see them again.
I pulled into the driveway, careful to park far enough away from her BMW so as to not 'ding it' as she often accused me of doing. Why she needed to drive such a pretentious car is beyond me. I'm quite happy with my almost ten year old Volvo.
I gather the bags and head into the house. Tanya surprised me as she stood, in lingerie, in the middle of the living room.
"It's about fucking time, I was beginning to think you ran away." She scolded me as she followed me to the kitchen where I started to unload the grocery bags.
"Get everything put away, then I want to fuck, understood?" Tanya grabbed my crotch and started to massage my flaccid cock.
"Tanya, I'm not really in a 'fucking' kind of mood. I had a hard day at work and I still have to fix dinner, so you can go out later." I said as calm and cool as I could.
She grabbed my dick and gripped it hard, she thought that should turn me on or instantly make me hard.
"Too bad, I want too, so we will." She released my cock and slapped me across the back of my head.
I just stood still as I waited for another hit, punch, yank, anything because that was the nasty game she played.
She liked rough sex, she liked it hard and painful. I clearly did not. I genuinely did not like sex with Tanya or anyone else that she brought home for me to fuck.
"Fine, let me at least shower first." I spoke harshly back to her.
"Hurry the fuck up, then." She said as she walked out of the kitchen and into the bedroom, I assumed.
I grabbed the countertop and took several deep breaths as I tried to calm myself down, again.
"I said hurry the fuck up!" She screamed from the other side of the house.
I slowly walked towards our bedroom. Once I got into the bathroom, I undressed in the dark. I didn't want to see my reflection in the mirror. I didn't want to see the shell of who I had become. And, I certainly did not want to see the misery of the hard dick I would achieve while in the shower as I thought about someone, anyone else but Tanya.
Tonight, however, I was shocked when it was Bella's face that got me hard as I stroked my dick. It sickened me that I had to conjure up someone else's face as I willed it to perform for the bitch-queen.
I almost came to Bella's image and had to stop myself just before I did.
I quickly dried off and kept her face in my mind as I walked into the bedroom.
Tanya was naked on all fours playing with a vibrator in her ass. "Fuck me, Edward. HARD!" Her voice was demanding and forceful.
I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes and performed. I was completely numb.
I also cried inside as another piece of my soul chipped and fell off. The act only added more hurt to my shattered existence.
A/n: um...*whispers* it's about to get bad...BIG GIRL PANTIES ON PLEASE...
Kyla