"You looked at him" He was pissed.
"What?" She laughed homorless. „Maybe I looked who cares it’s not like it was more.” She rolled her eyes which made his anger boil even more. “Shut up. No one can touch my girl.” “And no one touched your girl darn it. He was just giving me a smile and I smiled back. No big deal.” She was excited for the party since she knew about it but the situation right now was something she didn’t imagen. Well actually she did but not this way. She thought he would respect her, respect her feelings atleast tonight. But it seems impossible. Now they were standing here in the floor arguing about something which didn’t seem important for her at all. Bus as usual jealousy got the best of him and here they were fighting again. His face was already crimson red and she didn’t leave his eyes. They were dark and round. Blinded by all the anger in his body. She knew if she would left his eyes for one single second this won’t end well. “Come with me.” He just grabbed her hand harshly pushing her in the next empty room followed by him. With a loud crash the door was closed and she found herself pinned against the wall right next to the door. Their bodies only inches away from each other. Her hands were on his chest to push him away. His hand found its place on her wrist and the other one right next to her head. She didn’t felt comfortable at all but screaming was impossible. She could hear the music blasting no one would hear her. Her chest was slowly raising up and down. She knew panic wouldn’t help neither did crying and showing weakness. He was pushing his body and whole weight even harder on her. Her breathes got heavier and shorter. She kept silent. “Listen baby listen closely. You are my girl and if you are my girl there are no other boys neither as flirt nor as friends. You are mine and only mine and keep it that way. I don’t give a damn what you are telling me. I know what I saw and it was enough.” With that he crashed his hand right next to her head in the wall. You could hear something crack. Her lips left a whimper her head moved faslty. “Did I told you to move bitch?” His hand found its place on her cheek. Again. Again. Again. She stopped caring about not showing her weakness. Tears kept streaming down her cheeks. Her make up was a mess her cheeks turned red but she kept silent. Her eyes are never leaving him. Her small hands trying to push him away but it was no use he was way stronger then her. “Stop crying like a little baby” He screamed on the top of his lungs while pushing her hard in the wall again holding her wrist tightly. A painful moan left her lips which were swollen and bleeding. Slowly she closed her eyes the pain taking over her body. He grabbed her hard in the hair bringing her head near his until his lips were about to touch her left ear. His other hand found its place in her upper arm. The fingers slowly leaving their marks in on the skin In a whisper he told her “Stop crying. Fix yourself and go home. If anyone finds out you know what will happen.” Pushing her one last time right into the wall he leaves without looking back.
Slowly she slides down the wall. The tears just falling down. Now she felt like slapping herself. Again she was under his spell. Again she let him walk over her. Again she let him hurt her while being speechless. Slowly she stood up while moaning in pain searching for the bathroom. Taking out her make up she fixed her self the best she could and fake smiled into the mirror one last before heading out. She avoided everyone. Her best friend stopped her. “Come on let’s dance you were so excited for the party.” “Sorry Bi I’m tiered. I will go home but promise me to have fun without me.” Again the fake smile appeared on her face. Without waiting for a reaction she made her way home and cried herself to sleep.
The ringing doorbell woke her up . Without looking in the mirror she opend the door. Her eyes were bloodshot, her cheeks swollen and red. On her lips you could see blood from last night. All over her arms were marks. Red. Blue Purple. Luckily her back was covered with her shirt. And he was standing right in front of her Showing no guilt. No emotions at all. He just sneaked his hands around her waist and soon there lips were moving in sync.










