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My hand reached for my gut with one hand as I stumbled to my feet. Spitting out the blood pooling in my mouth, I fell back against the wall for support. We both knew this was about the bruises I’d left on Mia. “Give it to me,” I offered with my fingers begging for more. “I won’t even fight back. I deserve it. I fucking deserve it.” There was no amount of pain he could inflict on me than what my heart was already doing. “Hit me!” I screamed.
His right-hook co
“Does it bother you, O?” he asked, and I straightened my posture. Blood poured from my lip as he gripped my hair in his fist. “Every night, it’s my name she’s screaming. Every night, it’s my fucking hands all over her body. And every bloody night, I fuck her into morning.” His fist made impact again, and my head jerked back against the concrete before I slid to the ground. My face swelled and my vision blurred, but I didn’t have to see his face to know he was scared.
This wasn’t about what I did to her.
This was about him gradually losing her.
“No,” I struggled to get out, and a laugh blew past my lips. “Mia wouldn’t fuck you.”
“Yeah? What makes you so sure?”
I spat a mouthful of blood off to the side. Every bit of strength I had was wasted on holding myself upright. “You wouldn’t be here if she was.”
As if he answered a silent prayer, his boot came over my face, and all the lights went out.