DECEPTION

chpt.7

Anura's POV

Dave looked disgruntled as he pulled me into the house, I could smell the strong scent of alcohol and weed on him, my heart began to beat fast, usually when he has alcohol in his system he gets pretty violent with me. Intoxicated Dave is the worst kind of Dave, I felt his  hand on my wrist get tighter." P- Please let me go." My voice broke as I begged him to let go of my wrist.

"Who was that in the car with you?" He yelled.

"I- ...I .. it-" as I stuttered with my words trying to find a way to explain Who it was his back hand came in contact with my cheek, he slapped the wind out of me, I knew if I told him the truth it's not like he'd believe me, I was trying to choose my words wisely to prevent me from getting hit.

"I'm going to ask you again, who were you in the car with?" He said to me calmly, my body began to shake as I tried to speak, but a lump has formed in my throats from me trying to hold in my tears.

I held my cheek and exhaled, I yanked my wrist away from him." Please... I don't wanna fight." I tried walking around him but he grabbed my hair yanking me back accidentally making me drop my phone and keys, as a reflex my hand raised and I struck him on the face, I gasped, that was my first time ever laying a hand on him.

"Oh my god I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" Dave gripped my hair tightly and yanked me forward and began dragging me across the floor towards the front door.

"Wait wait what are you doing?!" I said trying to pull away from his strong grip but he just kept on pulling me.

"You want to continue to disrespect me and stay out late at night and then come home with another nigga just after you've embarrassed me in that restaurant? Ight bet." I could hear it in his voice that he was pretty pissed, I heard the front door open and he continued drag me out.

"Wait Dave no! You don't understand!" I felt the cold air and water droplets come in contact with my skin, he finally let go of my hair and began walking away from me, I quickly got up confused as to why he dragged me outside.

I walked up to him and grabbed his arm but he pushed me back violently causing me to trip over my feet." You disappeared and went to see that other nigga right? If you want to be a whore that bad be my guest, you gonna act like a whore then I'm going to treat you like one." His words felt like daggers to my heart, this was the first time he's ever called me a whore, it caught me off guard, I knew he hates me but I never expected him to call me such a thing.

Dave began walking away again, I quickly got up from the floor and tried to run straight to the door but once again he grabbed my arm and knocked me down on the ground.

"Oh no you not coming into my house."

"What?! This is my house too!" I yelled, my body began to shake with anger, I felt so frustrated, I didn't want to fight him, I didn't want to argue, all I wanted was peace and quiet, I can't come home from hanging out with a friend without getting accused of being a hoe, I was fed up.

"You're not going to kick me out of my own home." I said firmly, I heard him suck his teeth and he began walking away, he reached the door but I grabbed his hand yanking him back before he got the chance to enter, Dave yanked his arm back causing me to slip on the wet tiles and fall down, I tried crawling my way back into the house and that's when I felt his foot come in contact with my chest.