her hair and smacked her ass hard. He pulled out and busted all over her back.
“You can get your shit and leave now. I can dump the gun myself,” he said as he picked her shirt up off the floor, wiped his dick on it and threw it at her. He then went to the bathroom, picking up the bag with the gun on the way there. “Just in case you decide to accidentally shoot me,” he said, slamming the door behind him.
Chapter Fourteen
Joy sat there for a minute; she couldn’t believe he had treated her like that. She jumped up and ran to the kitchen, grabbing the first knife she found, then went back to the bathroom door and listened. She didn’t hear anything, neither running water nor any movement. She waited to see if he was going to come out, not knowing if the door was locked and not wanting to alert him to her presence by trying it. Sticking the knife in the door, she popped it open, thanks to the cheap lock.
At first glance, the bathroom appeared empty. She looked at the shower curtain, but before she could say anything Kevin jumped out.
“Right here, bitch,” he said, grabbing her and holding her from behind. “You didn’t think I heard you out there, hun? I waited, just to see if you would try something,” he said as he dragged her back into the bedroom.
“Kevin, wait, I was just trying to come in there to talk to you,” she pleaded.
“You think I’m going to trust you? You must be crazy.”
“For real. What you think I was going to do with a butter knife? I didn’t even try to stab you,” she said, lifting the knife only high enough for him to see. “I only used it to get in the bathroom. I want you to understand everything. I didn’t really want to hurt Josh, I just wanted to get him to leave me alone. I’m not sorry, I guess, because of all the shit he put me through.” She dropped the knife to the floor.
Kevin let her go and sat on the bed, shaking his head. “I must be the stupidest nigga alive, because anybody else would have beaten the shit out you and threw you out.”
She sat next to him and grabbed hold of his hand, but he snatched it back and moved further down the bed, away from her.
“I’m listening,” was all he said.
Joy told him about how Josh took her virginity and the incident in the hallway afterwards. Kevin didn’t say anything, just shook his head.
“When we first met he was sweet and patient. Then one day he just change,” she continued.
“Why did you stay with him? It wasn’t like ya’ll was married.”
“I felt like he was all I had; he at least showed me love, at first. That’s more than I can say for my parents. I thought if I just stay with him, no matter what, he would realize that he didn’t need to treat me that way, because I would be there.” She turned away from Kevin and laid across the bed. “He started controlling everything I did. I mean, I didn’t do much, but I wasn’t allowed to talk to anybody at school; not even females. He checked my cell phone every day to see if I was talking to anybody other than him. He would hit me every time he was mad, no matter if I did something or not. Sex was always violent. I did everything he liked. I even had sex with one of his friends. He watched the whole time. When his friend was finished, he called me a whore and spit in my face. He dragged me in the bathroom and made me take a shower, with the water hot all the way up. After he pulled me out, right there on the bathroom floor he choked me as he fucked me. I thought he was going to kill me. I was stupid and I held it all in. I didn’t have no one I could talk to; I felt so alone.” Kevin pulled her to him and held her as she cried. “You must think I’m stupid and a whore,” she said, refusing to look at him.
“No I don’t. I think that you stayed with him out of hope. You never received love from your parents; they showed you that it was okay to be treated as if you don’t matter. What you need is to know that you should love yourself