Lipstick

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Every little thing I do, never seems  enough for you.

Anything I do for him, isn't good enough.

He always complains.

He yells.

He fights.

He comes home stinking of alcohol and cheap perfume.

He always has different shades of lipstick on the left side of his neck.

Monday- Blood Red lipstick.

Tuesday- Teal lipstick.

Wednesday- Ocean Blue lipstick.

Thursday- Sea Foam lipstick.

Friday- Periwinkle lipstick.

Saturday- The blackest black lipstick.

Sunday- Pink Peach lipstick.

The cycle repeats.

Even the roommates picked up on the strange behavior.

I ask on question, I get yelled at.

I make him lunch, he throws it on the floor.

I touch him, he slaps me.

That happened yesterday, the day with the teal lipstick.

The housemates saw, I ran to my room and hid.

Corey came up later and said he left.

Elty said he wouldn't be back for a while and asked if I was okay.

I nod.

Jakey said he didn't deserve someone as sweet and innocent as me.

Aaron said he changed it was for the worse.

Devyn hugged me and fixed my hair.

Kat looked at the bruise slowly forming on my cheek.

The roommates frowned as they saw a familiar car pull up.

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