ch.1
I was washing the dishes when I saw his headlights looming into view, pulling into the driveway. It was saturday night- after eleven. I'd bet my bottom dollar he was drunk. I took a deep breath and splashed my face with cold water. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and released my long, thick mane of black hair from its elastic band. I jumped a little when he opened the door- and them slammed it. Hard. I could already tell, it was a bad night. He came into the kitchen and met my eyes. His own eyes were bloodshot, his hair was mussed, and a large beer stain bled through his t-shirt. He mumbled something i didn't comprehend and pushed past me. He poured himself another drink and turned toward me. I dimpled at him and ran my bony fingers through my hair. He stared back at me lustfully, assessing me from my bare feet, bare legs, tank-top clad middle, up to my face.
"What's for dinner Allie?" he asked, his gruff voice sounded loud in our small, quiet kitchen. I passed him a plate of spagetti and salad. I was the only 18 yr. old girl I knew that made dinner for her boyfriend every night. He sat down with his plate and began to chew eagerly.
"How is it?" I asked sweetly.
"It's cold," He relied with his mouth full. I frowned.
"Well Duke, if you would have come home right from work like you said, it would'nt be," I said, and I immediatly knew it was a mistake. Oops. He stumbled over to me until he was about two inches from my face. His handsome features were mangled with anger. I swallowed loudly. He smiled, letting me know he could sense my fear. In one swift motion he grasped the back of my neck and slammed my forehead to the kitchen counter. Tears immediatly sprang to my eyes as pain flooded across my head and scalp. He growled and snapped my head back by my hair. Duke cradled my face between his massive hands and wiped away my tears off pain with his thumbs. I spat in his face and in about ten seconds I was pinned against the wall by my shoulders, trying not to hear him cursing at me.
"Oh Allie. Such a stupid little girl you are. When will you learn not to test me? You belong to me Allie! Don't ever forget that," Duke yelled. After one more blow to my face for good measure, he nodded to himself, patted me on the head, and left the room. I heard a door slam and something glass crash to the floor a few minutes later. I slid down the wall slowly and wrapped my arms around my knees, whimpering softly. His words still echoed through my throbbing head. You belong to me Allie. Don't ever forget that.
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