After he left I was pretty shaken up, he hadn’t hurt me that bad it was just it was a side of him I never saw. The scariest part of all is I didn’t know if it was a one-time thing or if that was who Seiya really was. I was terrified for when the weekend was too come, And for good reason. When the weekend finally came and Seiya came over like he said he was going too, he was like a totally different person. The only thing was he scared me, but I just couldn’t tell him to leave me and that we were over, I was too scared. That weekend he spent with me and on the Sunday when I thought he was suppose to go home he didn’t. It was around 8 o’clock and I could hear Seiya opening and closing draws from my room, I got up and decided to see what he was doing. He was throwing a bunch of my clothes in suit cases, for a reason I had no clue of.

“Seiya what are you doing?” I demanded

“Packing, you’re going to move in with me,” he said

“WHAT! I don’t want to live with you!” I screamed

“Excuse me!” He got up and came up to my face and shoved me against the wall.

“You will do as I say do you got that? Don’t you ever use that tone with me again!” he yelled and than slapped me hard across the face.

“Im sorry” I stuttered

“You should be, and listen here while your living with me you will go by my rules okay and these are them and if you disobey them you will have consequences.
Firstly, you must do the entire housework and cooking. Secondly, you are NOT to see any of your friends or family without my permission and most importantly you will RESPECT me. Got it?”

“Uh huh, but what about my parents? What do I tell them?”

“Just tell them you needed to be with me because you love me”

“Alright” I said with out questioning.

He scared me beyond words, I didn’t want to live with him and I didn’t want to go by his STUPID rules but I was to scared of what he would do to me if I rejected. I went to his house with him that night. It was a rather nice house; it had 6 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a living and dinning room and a gorgeous backyard. When we arrived I thought back to when he mentioned that he lived with his parents and thought that might cause a problem. When I questioned him about it he said that his parents where very busy people and worked out of the city. I continued to live with him for 2 weeks and things where going as good as they could with an abusive boyfriend. It was hard at first going by his rules and he hit me a lot and hardly too but by now I knew better not to cry or else he would only hurt me more. Luckily, he never hit me near the stomach; it was usually in my face. And sometimes he would grab my arm so hard it would leave a mark. I had called Ray and asked her to tell Darien I was staying with Seiya and gave her Seiya’s number. When Darien finally did call I would have been so thrilled except Seiya had taken my emotions away from me. I had not mentioned a word to Darien about what I had been going through. I was completely numb, I had no one who loved me, only my parents and friends but I really never saw them. Due to Seiya’s rules, I barely went out anywhere unless it was to buy stuff for groceries or things around the house. I missed my friends and family a lot but every time I asked ,Seiya would say no. One night Seiya went out to see one of his friends that was in town and reminded me he would be home rather late. I looked at my self in the mirror at my reflection, I looked horrible. I had a bunch of bruises all over myself, and bags under my eyes and even a few wrinkles from stress. The old me would have been crying by now with everything going on with my life, pregnant, lonely, with out the love of my life and in a fake abusive relationship. I was completely and utterly numb as I looked in the bathroom mirror I mumbled to myself ‘I hate my life’ as on single teardrop flew from my eye. I just wanted to be happy to feel something again, anything even pain. I opened the mirror cabinet and found a small blade. I thought about using it to maybe try and feel something again and I argued with myself for hours about it. I finally decided to do it. I picked it up and I slit my wrist but carefully so I would cut a vain. I felt the pain and for some reason I enjoyed being able to feel something again, it hurt but it was an emotion the only one I had left. It relieved me to cut myself to know I could feel something made me feel like I was human, like I was real. As I watched the blood flow from my arm I sat there watching it. Later on that night I cleaned my wrist and went to bed. The next morning my wrist didn’t really hurt that much except for when Seiya grabbed my wrist for burning his breakfast and making him late for work. During the rest of the month I lived with Seiya hitting, punching and abusing me. I even continued to cut myself; late at night when Seiya was sleeping I would go into the bathroom and cut myself. Unfortunatly I forgot that I was suppose to meet Darien for lunch at the end of the month, which surprisingly Seiya agreed too. That morning I got up super early to try and cover up the bruises and cuts on my face, although I didn’t do a good job at it. I wore a long sleeve turtleneck to cover up my cuts on my wrist and the bruises along my body. I double-checked my self in the mirror to see if I looked presentable for lunch and I didn’t, hopefully Darien didn’t notice.

I hope you like this chapter.
a lot happens I know ,
And the next chapter will be more interesting,
Thanks for reading ;)