She smelt his intoxicated breath wheeze above her, as he stumbled on to the chair opposite her. His bloodshot and slumped eye scrutinised Jessica until she was dead still.
"So, where have you been?" He snapped. Jessica sunk into the chair at the sound of his aggressive voice. He immediately shot up, throwing his chair back.
"I said, where have you been, Jessica?"
From deep within, a fire was smouldering and spreading. For a moment she lifted her eyes to meet his. This was not going to happen. Not tonight.
"Where have you been?" She asked.
"Don't you dare answer me back!" He snarled. His eyes were like cold, black bullets.
That was the moment he snatched her hair and rammed her face into the wall, next to the picture of their first date together. It shattered with the force of her body and fell to the floor.
