Behind Closed Doors: Intro + Chapter 1---An instalment in The ones less fortunate!
I look on through my bruised eyes at the peacefulness of life…The peacefulness that I fail to have. My life is more of a tragic tale. All because of one man!
That’s me in high school…I was chosen as miss beauty 3 years running. I had everything going for me, a modelling career, tones of cash and I had the power to have whichever guy I’d like.
There’s…Him, the guy that runs my life everyday. I bow down to him, because I’m afraid of him. He started out being the guy I’d always dreamed of. Good looks, good charm and he pleased me in every way I desired. That was until he turned on me…That was when my life became nothing more than a nightmare.
I can’t bare to look at myself in the mirror anymore. The endless punches he’d thrown into my face had given it a lasting effect. Of course no one knew or knows about this. Why? Well why would they when I’m forced to stay in this house 24/7 while my husband is out, drinking and cheating on me endless hours of the day!
“Honey…I’m home! I hope you’re ready” He shouts outside the door, provoking me to almost tears.
Chapter 1....
My heart begins to pound as he opens the door and I begin to hear the footsteps come close…And closer. I had another beating coming my way!
The front door opened and I could hear his foot steps approach. I touched myself up to look as good as I could. One thing out of line and I’d be beaten…
There he stood. Gazing upon me, his eyes seemed full of love, for now. It never last. He could switch moods almost instantly!
I turned as his arms went round my waist. He smiled and I smiled back, trying to seem as convincing as possible. “You don’t love me” He said as his happy face turned to a frown.
“Wha? What do you mean honey…Of course I love you, I married you didn’t I?” I replied.
His face went worse and I knew what was coming next. “Your coming with me!” He now had a sly look in his eyes. The signs of love had vanished, almost instantly.
I bent my head down and tried to convincing him to snap out of it. This wasn’t him, this was a man with a troubled life which was caching up with him. Sadly, I was the one who he’d take his years of anguish and frustration out on.
He came closer and I could now feel his breath flowing down my back. “Your coming with me” He said, again.
He locked his hand rounds mine and pulled me as he walked out the room.
He was going so fast now that my feet couldn’t catch up and they’d began to trip over themselves. I knew were I was going. I was going upstairs, to the bedroom. Were he’d endlessly…I cant say, it’s just….Too graphic! I don’t like to think about it.
Once upstairs he pushed me onto the bed were I was striped from what I wore. I was barley wearing a thing.
As I lay there, my heart pounding, he stood over me grinning and looking down at me, with not the slightest bit of regret in his eyes…
There he got on the bed and his hard wrapped itself round my hair and once again I was yanked, this time closer to him. I screeched in pain, but that didn’t stop him! If anything he pulled harder!
Hours past and I was finally let go from his grasp. It was another night of abuse! I tired not to sob but I just, hated it! He came closer and whispered “That should get rid of that baby!”
I sat up from the bed after knowing he was asleep and let the tears flow down my bruised face. He was right, that probably did finish of the baby inside of me!
Thanks for reading the intro and the first chapter I hope you all enjoyed it :D