“Don’t touch me!”
“What are you going to do if I don’t?”
This is love. I keep telling myself that. He loves me he doesn’t mean what he does.
“Leave me alone Ray,” I scream at him.
He slaps me and when he slaps me he does it HARD. I fall to the floor and let my tears burst out of my eyes. I bite my lip until I feel it bleed.
“When I tell you spaghetti, that means I want spaghetti,” he yells, “Or next time it will be worse.”
I stare at the floor and let the tears keep coming.
“Do you hear me Victoria?”
I nod my head. He huffs and I hear the door slam.
“I hate you,” I choke out after sitting in silence for awhile.
I shake my head and get up off of the floor. I go to the kitchen and clean the mess he made.
This is my life. Fighting with a guy I love over spaghetti. I was fighting with him over spaghetti.
I start with the floor and clean up every drop of rice and sauce I could find. I clean up the floor, the counter top, and the walls. I wash the dishes and walk to my bathroom.
I look at me left cheek where he slapped me. It isn’t really bad. Its red but it won’t bruise. I sigh and begin taking off my clothes. As I do I look at all the marks I’ve gotten. I have one on my back that’s almost gone, I have one on my shoulder that’s really fresh, and one on my thigh it hurts like hell.
I get in the shower and wash off. I wash my hair and get out. I grab a towel and walk to my room.
My name is Leila Victoria Adams. I have shoulder length light brown hair, my eyes are a really light brown too, I’m tall 5”6’, I’m black mixed with Dominican, and I have a nice body besides the few marks I’ve gotten.
I love my name Leila it means dark beauty. Ray hates the name so he calls Victoria.
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HOPE ya'll like mor comin. I think this one is gonna b good. Ya'll shood listen 2 the song Dream Big by Jazmine Sullivan... I got the idea from her.