Thread: Dream BIG

“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.

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I live with my boyfriend out in Atlanta Georgia. Ray and I have been together since I was a sophomore in high school.

I used to think that I loved him but as of lately I’m not sure. I left home for him so I could be with him and it’s the worse mistake I’ve made.

He claims he loves me but he treats me like sh’it and he beats me for stupid things. He always apologizes. But lately sorry hasn’t been enough. I’m ready to do things, to move on.

Before I ran away to be with Ray I was close to getting signed. But I didn’t because I was in love!!!

If I could go back in time to when I was that stupid girl I would’ve told Ray to fu’ck off and leave me alone. But I didn’t and now I’m living my life like an abused wife.

I change into pajamas and go into the living room to sit on the couch. I’m 16 1/2, I’m a junior now, and I’m on my spring break. I turn on the TV and switch it to Sponge Bob.

You can never be too old to watch Sponge Bob. It goes to a commercial and there advertising the KCA’s. I see Katy Perry, Miley Cyrus, Selena Gomez, and Justin Bieber.

“That could’ve been me,” I mutter under my breath. I flip the TV off and go to my room. I look at the time its 10.

He’ll be home any minute now.

I lay in my bed and stare at the wall. I hear the front door come in and Ray’s heavy feet beat against the floor. His shadow lies across me. He leans over me some.

“Leila?”

He shakes me a little.

“Leila I know you’re not sleeping.”

I roll over and face him. I try not to scrunch my face any weird movement sets him off.

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was just really mad. I blew everything way out of proportion, but next time when I says spaghetti you make it,” he says.

“But Ray when I asked you what did you want it was rice and chicken and then last minute you change it to spaghetti,” I say.

“Well next time just cook what I tell you.”

“That’s what I did!”

“Do you want me to get mad again,” I hear his voices rising.

I shake my head no. He smiles.

“Come on I got a movie while I was out lets watch it.”

I smile at him and believe his lies like a do every time. I walk out the room and we watch Lottery Ticket. It almost feels like how things used to be.

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I wake up and go to the bathroom and freshen up my cheek looks normal. I smile and my eyes light up. This right here is the old me and she looks beautiful.

I get out and get dressed. Today is gonna be good. I’m convinced if I tell myself that the day will be good.

I call Ray.

“Hey. What do you want to eat?”

“Ummm. Dinner's on me.”

I smile. “Okay. Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise,” I can hear the smile on his face.

“Okay. I love you Ray,” I say.

“I love you too. Be ready at 9.”

“Okay.”

I hang up with him and I feel so happy. I go to my closet and dig through the clothes.

I find dresses but they all expose my shoulders. So I toss them. I find another cute outfit and throw it on my bed.

Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=30653363

My cell phone rings.

I look at it and it’s my favorite girl in the world. (I hope y’all like the pun )

“Hey Jessica,” I say into the phone.

“Hey what’s up?”

“Nothing Ray’s taking me out tonight.”

“Ewww. You’re still with that douche,” I hear the hate in her voice.

“Aww, not now please. I’m actually feeling good.”

“I would go on. But I love you so I won’t.”

I smile. “So where’s Leah?”

“Aw she went home last night.”

“That sucks. So when are you gonna get a boyfriend?”

“When the guys over here learn how to approach people.”

I laugh and look at the time 7.

“I’m gonna go so I can get ready okay?”

She sighs deeply. “Okay. Call me tell me how it goes.”

“You know I will. I love you.”

“I love you too Leila. Be safe.”

I hang up and slip into my clothes. I go to the bathroom and put on make-up and fix up my hair into ponytail and my bangs swooped to the side.

I sit on the couch and its 9:05. I wait and the time ticks away. I turn on the TV and watch more Sponge Bob.

I look at the time again and its 10. I try not to cry.

He’s coming.

I put in a movie and half watch it. I look at the time. 11 o’clock.

I sigh and walk to the bathroom and clean myself off and change into my pajamas.

I lay down on the couch and go to sleep only to wake up to the sound of dishes breaking.

I jump and it’s Ray.

“What the Fu’ck,” he yells.

I look at him like he has 3 heads.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Are you okay,” I ask him.

“No.”

“Why?”

“Where the fu’ck is my food?”

I look at him again like he has 3 heads.

He raises his hands and I star him down he hits me.

“Where is my food?”

“I thought you were gonna take me out for dinner tonight,” I say holding back the tears.

“Who told you that?”

“YOU DID!!!”

“DON’T YELL AT ME!”

“RAY GO FU’CK YOURSELF SIDEWAYS.”

He hits me again and I retaliate. I hit him and he grabs me in my arm and squeezes it.

“Let go!”

I’m holding back my tears.

“Who do you think you are,” he asks.

“I am Leila,” I spat in his face.

He slaps me again. I wrench my hand from his grip and dodge to the kitchen cabinet.

I open it up and stick my hand to the back. I can almost reach the gun.

He grabs my feet and he’s dragging me.

I can feel the hilt of the gun. I kick Ray in his face. I scramble back up to the cabinet and grab the gun.

I jump up and point it at him.

He gets up slowly and has his hands up.

“Don’t shoot,” he says calmly.

“I swear I will ****ing shoot you,” I say solely.

“You don’t want to be a murderer.”

I shoot at the wall and he jumps. I’m shaking and he makes a grab for the gun and slaps me. I’m on the floor and he comes up to me and kicks my a’ss.

I’m crying now. The tears don’t stop. I taste blood in my mouth.

“Don’t ****ing try me Victoria,” he says.

I spit some blood on the floor.

“That’s NOT my name,” I scream.

“SHUT UP!!”

He leaves after this I run to the bathroom and throw up. I look in the mirror and it’s BAD.

My lip is split, my eye is a little red, my wrist is turning purple, my stomach hurts, and my cheeks are raw.

I clean myself up and everything looks a little better.

I grab my iPod and switch it to Jazmine Sullivan’s Dream Big.

Dream B.I.G.

PART 2!!!