BEAUTY AND GASTON- 7

23rd September 2015

Dear Diary,

My face is on fire. I have a gush on my lip, which keeps on bleeding. The marks on my back hurt like hell. He said that I am the reason why his life turned out the way it did because he had to marry me. 

I was willing to get an abortion… in fact, that was the only option that I was going to take, but A A couldn’t get the money from Mum. She said tha

Dear Diary,

He almost caught me writing in you. I have to be more careful. I didn’t know that my life would turn out this way, otherwise, I would have never gone to that party. Yesterday, he tried to boil my face with hot water. Is it possible to get the temperature right every time? Dad said that I should never call him, and Mum has just disappeared. A. A. doesn’t pick my calls anymore. I don’t even know what kind of sister she is. I don’t have any money, and I no longer have any friends. He chased them all away.

When I lost the pregnancy, I thought that we will either try and make the marriage work or go our separate ways. I never imagined that he will start hitting me.

First, it started with a smack on my wrist.  I found it quite weird and I told him many times that I wasn’t his child, and he couldn’t treat me like one. Then one day he gave me a knock because I bought the wrong flavor of ice cream. Trust me, I was as shocked as you are.

The day I lost the pregnancy, he told me that I was going to see what he has planned for me all this while. I thought that it was something good. I thought maybe life wasn’t as bad as it seemed, but then he gave me the biggest beating of my life, and I did nothing wrong. By the time he was done, I could barely breathe, and I almost blacked out. He left me lying on the kitchen floor, in pain and went to bed.

The following day, he dressed my wounds, made me breakfast, and told me that he was just showing me what would happen if I displeased him or got any ideas that could put him in trouble. I had never been so scared.

One day he kicked me out of the house because he thought that I had stolen from him. I spent three days roaming the streets only to be dragged back home when he realized that he used the money to pay for delivery at the house. 

I don’t know how to get out of this mess. I don’t even know how I even got into it in the first place.