I cant believe it.... 1 year of dating to this man named Mike and 1 year of marriage to this demon that dares to call himself a man and it feels like forever. I feel so trapped... 1
We moved in together on March th 2003 and I have been going through abuse. Nothing seems good enough for him. I try to make myself beautiful for him, make him a good dinner but still nothing seems to make it all right. On October th 2003 it got worse.2
He came from work like he normally does... pissed. "Char where in the hell are you??? I am hungry and my dinner better be on that table woman!"3
I sighed from the kitchen and looked up "Of course your dinner is on the table. It always is." I responded to him yelling. He came storming in looking powerful and mean. "Woman don't answer me like that ever!" He snarled at me and sat down. He looked at him meal and then back at me... "What is this crap you're feeding me???!!!" He growled at me and throw the plate across the room and it smashed into tiny bits onto the floor. "It was chicken helper and carrots." I answered quietly and picking up a rag to go clean up the mess. He grabbed my hand and threw me into the wall where the plate landed. "How dare you feed me that!" He said to me right before he kicked me in the stomach and spit on my face. "You disgust me! I am going out.. Don't wait up." He left and I heard the front door slam and I started to pick up the mess with a shaky hand...4
I woke up with a feel of someone's hand on me. I look up and see Mike touching me and he smells like cheap whiskey. I shot up in the bed and glared at him. "Baby don't look at me like that. You know I love you and you know I don't mean to hit you.... You just do something to me.." He grabs me and pulls me down onto the bed. "MIKE NO!!! NO!!! GET OFF OF ME!!!!" He slapped me across the face and then rips off my lace nightgown and rapes me. At least I think it was rape. I did say no to him... 5
After he was done he rolled over and passed out. I got myself together and tried not to wake him when I got dressed and packed a bag full of clothes and jewelry and my purse. I left the house around 1 in the morning and I never looked back. I got into out Honda civic and drove to my mother's house. I brushed my hair out and walked to her door and knocked. My father answered and stood there shocked "Char what happened to you?!?!! Helen get in here it's our daughter." My father helped me into the living room and sat me on the couch. My mother comes in and stops when she sees my face. "My god sweetheart what happened to you?" She sat down and started to look me over. "Mike did this... He wasn't happy with what I cooked and he hit me and then he went out drinking..and then he raped me...." I start crying and my mother holds me while she looks at my father. "That's it we are calling the cops okay... he will never do this to you again..." My father said and held my hand. "No" ,I answered, "You cant call.. he will kill me." My father squished my hand "Over my dead body Hun." 6
And Mike killed my father because he got in the way.. I guess my father's promise did last........... 7
(I know kinda short but tell me what you think....)8
What did you think? Please comment!
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Awesome
Very powerful words, vividly written! I was drawn to the time and place and if I didn't keep such tight reign over my tears I could have cried at the sadness of it.
I'd like to read more about what happened betwen the father and Mike before the father was killed. I love watching these types of movies, is that sick? Anyways, I love it! -
Thanks my friend.
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solemnly a classic!
A revelation of the highest, in that you share something which is very sad and it lingers within the reader. I can vouch that sometimes feeling the sadness from other events, makes our own not so bad, but as you know at allpoetry, we all feel together, and that can't be too bad.


