She remembered that day perfectly. It was the day that he had hit her the worst. It was the last day she had seen him in over four years.
She was silent the whole way back to his house. And when they finally arrived she sat in the living room and waited for him while he went to get somthing to drink.
He returned a few minutes with a glass of coke. He started a conversation about his football. She let his carry on for a few minutes before inturrupting.
“We need to talk.” She stuttered as she said this.
“What?” He asked getting irritated.
“I don’t think we should see eachother annymore.” She finally managed so say.
“Are you breaking up with me?!” He yelled.
“Uh.. yeah I guess I am..” she stammered.
“NO!” He screamed. “I WONT LET YOU LEAVE ME ! You’re mine! you belong to me!” He started throwing things. He threw down his glass and knocked over a glass vase.
“Stop it!” She yelled, trying to be brave.He then threw her down into the shattered glass. Her head hitting a nearby table. Knocking her unconcious.