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Warning: This story is going to involve violence, physical abuse, verbal abuse, mental abuse, profanity, implied rape, among others.

Lita Dumas worked carefully on the cuts and bruises she recently suffered at the hands of her boyfriend. She didn't know how she got herself in this mess. He wasn't this bad when they first met and started their relationship a little more than two and a half years ago. He was actually nice, compassionate, and caring towards her. All of that seemed to change once she moved in with him about six months ago. That's when it all went downhill. She thought he loved her like he told her multiple times, but if he loved her even a little, he wouldn't treat her the way he did. He kept her from her friends and family as much as he could so no one could catch on what he was doing to her. But not too much, if he kept her away from them altogether, they were sure to figure out something was wrong. She was only allowed to see her family and friends when he told her. She couldn't believe she had to ask permission from him to be around her loved ones. She was getting sick of it but she couldn't do anything about it.

She was afraid to leave him and tell anyone about what was going on because he threatened her. He threatened to kill her, not only that, he threatened to hurt her family and friends as well. She knew he would go through with the threats, if he could hurt her as bad as he did and claim to love her, no doubt he could hurt those she loved the most.

She finished cleaning the last round of cuts and bruises he left on her wincing a bit since one of the cuts was a bit deep but not deep enough that she had to go to the hospital. He actually held a knife against her throat threatening to slit her throat if she ever pulled something on him again. But instead of leaving a mark on her throat, he cut her arm a bit. Trying to teach her a lesson as he liked to call it. She could never go to the hospital for any of these injuries he caused her. He wouldn't even let her go to the doctors for a normal check up but she found her way. She was really good at covering up her bruises and other injuries he caused her. Only once did the doctor question her about the injuries to which she replied she was clumsy and hurt herself a lot. Her doctor didn't want to believe her but she decided she kind of had to.

The red-head put the first aid kit back into the cabinet in the bathroom and exited hoping and praying her so-called boyfriend wouldn't be home yet. He left not long after he decided it would be a good idea to beat her because he found out she went to her best-friend's house that day without permission when he arrived home before she did. It had been a two weeks since Dawn Marie had been calling Lita and told her she wanted to see her but every time the red-head asked her boyfriend for permission, he said no. He told her she needed to stay at home and cook and clean for him. He was a real sexist pig which only showed when she started to live with him. He forced her to quit her job so she could stay home and take care of all his crap for him. He wanted her to have his baby but she sure as hell wasn't about to have his kid. She wasn't about to bring a kid into this life of hers. It would just be another innocent human who would have to sit back and suffer watching his or her mother be abused by their father and possibly be abused themselves. If she knew he was like that before-hand, she wouldn't allow herself to take this as far as it was going. He didn't know it, but she took birth control. She made sure she would never had his kid. She knew she had a beating coming when she didn't obey him, sometimes, it was worse than that. She shuddered at the thought really hoping he wouldn't do that tonight. Her body was definitely not up for that.

She hoped he would be on call and was needed. Sometimes she found herself hoping and praying a really bad crime would happen just so she didn't have to deal with him. He was after all a police officer so sometimes it was great if he was caught up with a random shooting spree rather than having time to physically and emotionally abuse her. She felt bad thinking that way but she really didn't want to be around him.

Damn it, she thought when she heard the door open. He was back. She made her way into the living room cautiously. He was already there, he smelled like beer. So maybe he wasn't on call tonight. He was careful of not drinking when he knew he could be called for duty at any given time. Time to put on an act. "Hi Matt." She tried her hardest for that not to sound forced and fake.

"So are you going to go to Dawn's house again without asking me?"

Yea, just gonna be more careful. First time out of how many times I actually got caught. "No." She gave him a fake smile which fortunately for her looked real to him acting like she actually learned a lesson from the crap he pulled tonight.

"Good."

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