Waking up Theresa sat up but then fell back onto her back at the pounding pain in her head, her sore cheek, then the aching pain in her groin area.
Everything was coming back to her now…A.J raped her.
Looking to her right, she seen him, he was still out. And probably when he wakes up he wouldn’t realize what he had did and how much, he hurt her. Sobbing quietly she slowly climbed out of the bed and stumbled towards the bathroom and quickly ridded herself of her T-shirt then climbed into a scalding hot shower to relieve her of some of her pain. Stepping out of the shower Theresa nearly fell when she noticed A.J standing in the doorway with a sad frown on his face.
“Baby, listen…I’m…” A.J was cut off with Theresa palm meeting across his cheek.
“Don’t fucking talk to me!” Theresa yelled the tears falling freely down her cheeks. A.J just sat there with his hand on his cheek his mouth open in shock. “YOU HURT ME A.J!” She screamed sobbing loudly. “I WISH YOU’D SEE WHAT THE FUCK YOU DO TO ME!”
“Baby, I said I was sorry.” A.J stated looking into her green eyes.
“Yeah, that’s what you always say, then later you do the same thing again, and again…AND FUCKING AGAIN!” Theresa hollered pushing him out of her way and leaving the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel. “I’m tired of this shit.” She said turning to look at him. “Look, look at what you did to me…” She trailed off dropping the towel to the floor to reveal her bare body. A.J just stood there, staring at the women he loved…the women that he abused. He couldn’t take it; he just shook his head looking at her.
“No…no…” He kept shaking his head as the tears welled up in his eyes, but then began to fall. “…I didn’t do…”
“Yes you did!” Theresa stated firmly turning around in circles so he could see all of the bruises that he had placed onto her 5’1 frame.
“I would never…” He mumbled placing his hands on his head as it shook furiously.
“A.J, wake up! You have a problem and you won’t get help.” Theresa remarked turning and finding her some clothes to wear for that day.
“Baby…please, I’m sorry…” He whimpered walking towards her.
“No, A.J I’m tired of it. I’m tired of being afraid to be around you. I’m tired of being afraid that I might wake up in the middle of the night by you yelling and hitting me for NO FUCKING REASON! A.J, do you even know what you did to me last night? DO YOU??!!” Theresa commented as she pulled her clothes off the hangers and threw them onto the floor.
“What baby…please tell me what I did…I know I hurt you I always do. God I am so sorry.” A.J wept.
“You…raped me!” She cried turning to look at him. “You do it to me every night.”
“Oh God.” A.J cried falling to his knees in front of her, while wrapping his arms around her bared waist and resting his head on her stomach. Theresa gently stopped crying and looked down at A.J.
“I’m leaving.” She whispered. A.J looked up at her with tears still falling.
“What?” He asked.
“I’m leaving.” Theresa repeated nonchalantly. “I cant take this anymore…I’ve put up with it for two years. I think that’s enough.” With that Theresa pulled away from A.J’s embrace and began to pack her things.
“You can’t leave.” A.J began to fill his anger rise as he stood from his spot in the floor.
“Yeah I do A.J, you need help…” Theresa was pushed into the wall and knocked breathless before she could answer.
“YOU’RE NOT FUCKING LEAVING!” A.J screamed in her face then left the room, leaving Theresa siting in the floor crying. Crawling across the floor to the phone, Theresa picked it up and started to dial Stephanie’s number. Calming herself down a bit she sat on the bed as she listened to the rings.
“Hello.” A deep voice answered.
“Kevin?” Theresa asked, “Is Stephanie there?”
“Yeah, hold on Theresa.” Kevin said. “STEPHANIE!” She heard Kevin call, then someone running down the stairs.
“Hello?”
“Steph?” Theresa asked.
“Yeah. Hey Trease. How’s it goin?”
“Not bad, I was just wondering if you’d want to go out shopping or something.” Theresa suggested.
“Sure babe, how about around noon?” Stephanie questioned.
“Sounds good. You wanna come and pick me up?”
“Sure. See ya then.” Stephanie said.
“Ok, tootles.” With that Theresa hung up the phone and fell onto her bed. “I gotta get out of here.” She mumbled to herself then looked at the clock. '11:30, I got enough time to eat something and tell A.J…oh God I don’t want to talk to him.’ Theresa thought to herself as her mind ran over the fight they had this morning. Standing from the bed, Theresa walked towards the pile of clothes she had pulled off the hangers and picked them up placing them on the bed. Pulling out a pair of underwear and a bra she quickly changed into them and a long sleeved yellow furry sweater and a pair of black blue jean flares. Walking into the bathroom Theresa brushed her teeth, put on her make up then straightened her messy locks and pulled them back into a loose braid.
Leaving the bedroom after done prepping herself, Theresa headed down the staircase and into the kitchen where she seen A.J sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee. Rolling her eyes Theresa walked over the cabinet and pulled out a box of pop tarts. Pulling out a package she opened it and placed it in the toaster. Turning back around Theresa caught eyesight with A.J, their eyes locked on one another’s neither moving nor saying a word.
A.J could see the hurt in Theresa’s, and Theresa could see the sorrow in A.J’s. She didn’t care, just the sight of him made her sick to her stomach, how could she have fallen for a man like him? She asked that every time they got in a fight.
“Theresa, I wanna take you out tomorrow.” A.J said breaking the silence.
“Why?” Theresa asked turning and retrieving her pop tart from the toaster.
“Because I want to.” A.J said simply. “What ya say?”
“I dunno A.J things between us ain’t perfect.” Theresa muttered sitting at the table across from him.
“Please, I want to say I’m sorry for everything I did, I want to make you feel special. I want to show you that I’m gonna change.” A.J rambled on, but all Theresa could hear was, 'You’ve heard this before, you’ve heard this before.’
“I guess A.J, but Steph’s coming to get me at noon to go shopping. I’ll pick out something to wear. Formal or casual?” Theresa wondered taking a bite of the cherry flavored pop tart.
“Hmm…I dunno, let me think.” A.J said tapping his forefinger against his forehead. “I’d say casual, because I think I’m gonna make dinner here for us.”
“Mmm…ok.” Theresa nodded. Just then the ringing of the doorbell alerted them. “Well that’s Steph.” She said standing from the table and walking towards the sing, placing her dish in it. “I’ll see ya later.” Theresa said nonchalantly as she walked towards the doorway out of the kitchen.
“I love you.” A.J said before she left.
“I love you too.” Theresa whispered leaving the kitchen quickly before saying anything else she might regret.
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