Trip to Milan

3

3 Days Later

Milan Marie

Laying in the same spot that I've been occupying for the past 3 days I softly hummed to the lyrics that echoed throughout the dark room.

Feels like I'm fallin', fallin', fallin'
Feels like I'm broken, broken, broken
Sun don't even shine, I don't wanna go outside
Feels like I'm dyin', dyin', dyin'
I can't believe that it's over
See, I've been crying, like, five days straight and
I want this hurt to be over
My girls be saying the same ole things, sayin'
"It's gonna be okay"
Alright, but when's okay comin'?
"Girl, you don't need him"
But they're not the one that loved him

Knowing the lyrics were only making my heart ache even more for some reason I couldn't turn them off. I pulled the covers over my head and started to lowly sing

"They don't know this pain
Never felt the same
So let me explain
Feels like I've fallin'
I've fallen and I can't get up
Fallen and I can't get up"

I never knew what rock bottom felt like but I knew I was there. This empty feeling I felt was so foreign I didn't even know how to cope. I did the one thing I never thought I would allow a man to do. Break me. I completely lost myself in Demauri and the realization made my entire body ache. I felt weak, hell I was weak I couldn't even ...

Having my thoughts interrupted with A knock on the door, I knew it was no one but Jason. I thought about playing asleep like I been doing for the past few days but I knew I couldn't keep running from him. I owed him.

"Come In," I said in A barely audible tone

Feeling the cover being pulled off of me, I slowly looked up to see Jason staring at me with concern filled eyes

"Milly," He whispered with his hands now covering his mouth

I remained silent not knowing exactly what to say

"Milan omg your face, let me see," Jason slowly turned my head towards his and when my eyes met his I lost it.

I began to cry on my best friend chest and he just held me for what felt like hours.

Wiping my face and attempting to pull myself together "Is it that bad Jason," I asked

"Come look, Milly," he stated while grabbing my hands and leading me to the bathroom. Jason turned the light on and when I caught A glimpse of my face I immediately Gasped. I stared at my self in complete shock. These past three days I haven't allowed myself to look in the mirror because I was sure Demauri had left A bruise, but I never expected my face to look the way it did. I had a hand print on each side of my face both being A dark shade of purple, with matching handprints on my neck being the exact same color. I had A small gash on my forehead which explained the nonstop headaches I been having.

"Omg, Jason look at me," I said while gently touching my war wounds

"Milly it's going to be okay, how about you take A shower and try to relax a little and we will take care of your face," Jason replied

Not willing to actually put up A fight I immediately went back to his guest bedroom looking to see what my options were for clothes seeing how I left everything at home. Looking through the dresser I found some leggings, shorts and A few shirts that I had previously left here. Grabbing the shorts and A shirt I headed back to the bathroom and started the shower. Locking the bathroom door I started to undress releasing the occasional grunts and ouches. Once my shirt was completely off I noticed the bruise on my stomach from where I was kicked.

Staring at my nude body in the mirror I grimaced at the sight. Not being able to take another look at myself I decided to finally get in the ower. The droplets of water seemed as if it was attacking every part of my body, the water caused me more pain then pleasure. Finally saying fuck it I decided to take A bath instead.

30 minutes later I was dressed and walking back into the guest room where Jason was already waiting for me.

"Come here Milly Let me help," Jason said

Walking over to the bed and laying my head in his lap I allowed Jason to pull my hair back into A ponytail and apply a small heating pad on my face

"Mil I won't pressure you to tell me what happened but just know I'm here okay," Jason stated while turning my head and applying the heating pad to the other cheek

Biting my lip while the tears fell I began to tell Jason every single detail about that night. By the time I was done with my story. I was hysterical.

"He raped me, Jason, he fucking raped me. I begged him, I literally said Please and he didn't listen. He whooped my ass and for what because he cheated on me. I never did anything but love his ass and this is how he repays me. " I ranted

Jason pulled me up from his lap and immediately pulled me in A hug. "I'm so sorry Milly, I didn't know," Jason replied

Crying with my best friend for the next 30 minutes I began to pull myself together and I laid back on his lap. It seems as if this was my only form of comfort right now.

Letting A comfortable silence filled the room I was thanking God that I actually made it out. So many women die from domestic violence that I was so grateful I could actually be here with my best friend right now.

"Milly you don't have to deal with this alone, I can help you," Jason said while rubbing some cream on my face

Wincing in pain,"ow bitch what's that ," I asked

"Aloe Vera it helps with the bruising," Jason replied

"Have you thought about if you were going to press charges or not?" Jason asked

"Huh," I replied

"Charges Milan, Like Jail time, are you going to report him?"

"Idk Jason I mean even though he did all of this it doesn't just wash away the love I have for him, I just have don't know right now," I stated

"Its okay Milan, you don't have to be sure right now. Time will tell," Jason stated

"Thank you Jason for always being here for me no matter the situation you're always there, I really do love you and I'm so grateful to have you as A friend", I said

"I love you to Milly and I'm going to help you get your life back," Jason replied

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