Page 16 of A Second Chance At Forever

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Lennox

It had beenthree months since I forgave Chis and took him back. Since then, we had moved in together. I gave up my apartment and moved into his. Everything was good for a while, but then everything went bad. Very, very bad.

It started with pushing. We would argue and he would push me away. He would go cool off and come back and apologize. I blamed myself. I told myself I shouldn’t have done this or that. That I shouldn’t have said what I had said to him.

I tried everything I could to keep us from fighting. I had turned into a mouse, sneaking around the house quietly when he was drunk so he wouldn’t hear me and start a fight. I was an empty shell of the person I once was.

He controlled my every move. I couldn’t go out alone, I was told what dress to wear to this event or that, and I was only allowed to do interviews with him, so he could control what I said.

Finally, after he told me I couldn’t take time off to go see my dad, I had enough. I just wanted a little time to myself. I wanted to go home, see my friends and family. See Mason and find out where I stood with him.

He found me in the bedroom packing my bag.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He reached out, yanking the bag from my hands and tossing it across the room.

My head told me to shut up and do as I was told, but my heart; my heart said stand up for yourself.

My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears, I knew what was about to come. “I told you, I’m going home to see my dad. I just need a break.”

He let out a malicious laugh. “You need a break? From what? From me?” He pointed at his chest while his dark eyes focused on me.

I held my ground. I didn’t back away like I usually did. “No, don’t be stupid. I just want to see my dad. I haven’t seen him in a long time.”

“I’m stupid?” He pointed at his chest, again.

Bad choice of words. I can’t believe I said that.

“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that.” I shook my head and dropped my eyes to the floor.

“What did you mean to say then?” He began walking closer while I backed away.

I didn’t answer. I didn’t know what to say. I knew he would just turn it around on me, anyway.

Before I could take my eyes off the floor, he rushed me. Grabbing ahold of my throat, he shoved me into the wall, choking me.

My hands flew to my neck, trying my hardest to pry his fingers from my throat. Tears stung my eyes as I tried to form words. Words that wouldn’t come out because I couldn’t breathe.

“What, Lennox? Don’t have anything to say to me now?” He gave me his cocky smile.

I shook my head as tears overfilled my eyes and ran down my overheated cheeks.

“That’s what I thought.” He released me, allowing me to fall onto the floor.

I breathed as quickly as I could, trying to get in as much air as my lungs could hold. I coughed and rubbed my throat.

He walked across the floor and grabbed the bag before making his way back toward me. “Would you like to tell me where you’re going now?”

I shook my head. “Nowhere.” I didn’t look up at him. I couldn’t bear to see the darkness I knew was in his eyes.

“That’s better.” He threw the bag at me.

I caught it but still didn’t meet his gaze.

“Put that shit up. The sooner you realize you belong to me the better.” He turned and headed toward the door.

“I don’t belong to you,” I whispered.

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