"Where the fuck did you go today?!" Tyrique said, kicking you in your stomach.

"I-I went to see my bestfriend, India. We just had lunch." You replied clutching your stomach, you curled up in the fetal position.

Chuckling, Tyrique picked you up off of the floor and dragged you by your hair into the hallway, pushing you down the steps. "I told you to stop fucking with that nigga didn't I?!" He yelled. Tyrique is very convinced you are cheating on him with your childhood friend, Von.

Trying to pick yourself up, you stumbled back down on the floor. Blood was gushing from your nose, cuts were made on your face and the bruises you had earlier darkened. Tyrique has been abusing you for 6 months, yet you stay, out of fear. "Pl-please.." You sobbed.

"You know, I hate when you make me do this, baby. I just wanna love you, but instead, I gotta beat you."