Three.

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It's been over two years me and Chris was off and own swore he would change his ways everyday I would believed he'd change but he was still on his hoe shit

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'' do these damn dishes like I fucking said''

I was over it but I sighed in I had bruises from head to toe they said one day love will kill you and it's killing me softly I cut my friends off again for him why do I let this man in if he doesn't even care for me or support any of my decisions

I left my own mama for Chris

Everyone thought we were just the cutest couple

''Kae.. girl ..you gotta get out of here''

I'm fine I don't need anyone to tell me anything me and Chris aren't even fighting anymore the fact I lied through my pearly white teeth makes me upset I cover up my bruises with make up

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Flash back

Chris : YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING RIGHT

kae: but what am I doing wrong chris ? Do you not like my cooking?

Chris then  slapped me hard in my face making me fall to the ground covering my face with my hands I tried to slowly get up but he pushes me back down as I hit my head I held it it felt like it was bleeding I wasn't pretty sure if it was so I checked it see but rubbing my fingers through my silky black hair

We fought that whole night

I looked at her shaking my head

''So you love hiding your bruises so your mama won't notice it's all fun and games until somebody eventually dies ''

That part wrong in my ears ..

It's all fun and games until somebody dies or gets hurt badly ..

(Short chapter ik)

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