I got suspended at work -_- and I have no school this week so why not write ! J
Onwards with the story !
Were home now, and I'm looking at the house through the car window, the place that I hate so much is staring right at me and I hate it so much. It's like a prison, a prison meant for me. I hear Jake open the garage, hearing the metal creak up is like having a jail cell open.
Having the car back up with his had firmly pressed on mine, is like having the prison guard hold you a little to roughly.
Having the car back up is like the prison guard leading you to the jail cell. Him parking the car, your there for life.
Sometimes Jake speed still amazes me up to this date, how at one minute he's holding on to my head oh so tightly. But now that the garage door is closed he runs to the other side, opens the door and has a fistful of my hair, he yanks so hard so I'm halfway out the door by the first yank and completely out half way through the second one. He pulls me up close to his mouth, so it's ear to mouth.
"You had eyes on another guy you little slut." He whispers it, doesn't even scream but it's all the same in my head.
"I'll show you" He's repeating this over and over to me, like some sort of mantra that he has. But he's not screaming, but it has the same effect on me, it's all to scary.
He's dragging me to his room, I call it his because we do not share anything, I learned this very well. He still has a fistful of my hair. We pass by a surface and I see the reflection of myself of us, as he has my hair in a fist wrapped around his fist. I see it all , I see the broken girl that I am. I still haven't healed from the last time. 'Please' I beg in my head , 'Not again'. Of course my pleas aren't answered.
We get in front of his room and he throws the door open and flings me to the bed like I'm the lightest thing ever. Then he's on top of me. The first hit always hurts the most, no matter what it is. I guess because it's always the shock of things, the shock that he still beats me.
The first hit is immediately followed by the next, a punch.
"You thought you could look at someone without my permission ? Huh ?" He's grunting this at me.
There's never a correct answer to this.
"N…no..No!"
He's stopped hitting me now and is shaking me, shaking me with all his might. It's impossibly scary to me because I feel like my brain is moving in my head. He's yelling at me and spit is flying out his mouth. He looks like a rapid dog, I don't even know whats going on. I'm slipping out of the conscious world, 'finally' . Everything is getting put in slow motion and I can't hear what he's saying. I'm looking at him scream and scream but I can't hear him. 'Thank you' I repeat in my mind.
Until finally everything is black.
Okay so I don't know about this chapter, it's like 3 in the morning and I'm still upset about the whole job situation, but life goes on .