Cheated and Pregnant (editing)

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After that night and others to come he broke me piece by piece. He did this over and over again always doing it as a punishment even when I haven't done anything wrong.

It happened so many times I forgot how many times he r***d me over and over again. I started to careless. I started to fight less. He was putting out the light in me and he didn't know. I didn't know how to light it back again.

Every time he would r**e me and I look in the mirror I could no longer recognize myself. I was no longer the person I was. My eyes bright green eyes were dim. My skin looked pale like I haven't seen the sunlight in days and I was getting slimmer.

I am far from return. I am broken beyond repair and every time it happens I spend hours in the bathroom trying to get clean because I always felt dirty but no matter how many times I bath and bath I still felt dirty.

I started keeping my distance from Mrs Williams and I will always make sure to hide from her in the crowd. It broke me too to let her. The only person in my life I could trust. She was like my mother to me.

She made me laugh. She made me happy in those past few months and I don't know why I am avoiding her like the way I do. Maybe I don't want her to see me like this.

I wanted to be strong in front of her but I knew I didn't have the strength to do so so I stayed away from her. When it was getting harder to go to her class and she talks to me but I don't talk back so I would sometimes avoid going to her class.

It was my seventeen birthday but I didn't feel like celebrating it. I felt so dead inside. It's just a day I wish I wasn't born so I don't have to go through all this pain. I feel so empty inside. I feel so bruised and used. I feel like I am no one like I am not worthy of living.

"Grace! Grace! Can I talk to you for a second?" I knew it was Mrs Williams calling me but I walked faster down the hallway. "Grace!" She was shouting and running towards me to catch me up. I would run too but that would look stupid so I continued to walk faster and faster.

I didn't walked fast enough. I thought when she finally caught up to me and grabbed ahold of my hands. " Grace." She said breathlessly. "I'm sorry did I do something wrong ?" She asked worried and confused.

"No Mrs Williams. It's just me. I can't be friends with you anymore and I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier." I said to her sighing.

"It's okay I just wanted to see if you are okay and give you this." She said taking something out of her pocket.

"What for?" I asked.

"It's a charm bracelet and i wanted to give you it for your birthday." I was shocked when she said this. I can't believe she remembered my birthday.

"Thanks Mrs Williams and I'm sorry you didn't have to buy me a gift but I can't take it it's too beautiful." I told her.

I don't believe something as beautiful as this could belong to someone like this. I don't deserve it. I don't deserve her kindness.

"It's okay take it I insist and it's rude to turn down a gift on your birthday." She told me smiling but sadly for me I couldn't return that smile. I lost the will to smile a long time ago when he broke every will in my body to be happy. This is the first time I am talking to some in months and it's been awhile since I spoke words. The only thing I have done these days is cry my self to sleep.

"Thanks Mrs Williams." I took the bracelet from her hand.

"Are you okay Grace?" She asked.

"Yes Mrs Williams I am going great and thanks again for the gift." I told her. I turned to walk away from her but not before she said.

"Are you sure you're doing okay Grace?" I know that she is worried about me but she shouldn't be I am already lost.

"Never better." I mumbled to her and went on my way.

I walked home from school playing with the bracelet on my pocket. When I reached home I placed it on my dresser took up a different pair of clothing. I went straight the bathroom to get my daily routine now done.

I stayed in the shower long until my skin was wrinkled. I got out got dress and went downstairs to get something to eat. I was making a sandwich when he walked into the kitchen. I didn't acknowledge his presence and continue making it.

"Grace." I stilled didn't turn to look at him. "Grace look at me now." I still didn't turn around and continue to put Mayo on my sandwich. "I said turn the f**k round when am talking to you." He barked when I didn't do what i was told.

"What?!" I said irritated. I still had embers left. It's bad that he r***d me now I have to give him attention.

"What's this?" He asked holding up the bracelet that I just got for my birthday.

"It's a bracelet as you can see." I replied in a dead tone.

"That's not what I asked you. Who gave this to you?" He asked still holding onto the bracelet.

"My English teacher at school." I answered in that same dead way.

"Liar. Why would an English teacher buy you a gift like this?" He asked in disgust.

"Because it's my birthday today." I told him. I was already getting tired of talking to him and I wish he would just go away and leave me alone.

"So your boyfriend gave this to you. You have a boyfriend now. And why didn't you tell me you have a boyfriend? Does he f**k you like how I f**k you?" He said scornfully.

"I told you it's my English te..." He didn't make me finish talking before he interrupted me.

"Don't f*****g lie to me you whore." He yelled at me.

"I'm not lying to you I told you it was..." He grabbed me by my hair stopping me from talking and instead of saying my English teacher gave it to me I screamed.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson you will never forget. Yeah you'll never lie to me again after this one." He said menacingly. His grip in my hair tighten making a tear slip from my eyes.

I know begging never helped me out of situations like this but that didn't stop me from begging him not to teach me that lesson. He was pulling at my top to get it off with one hand while the other held me by my hair. He finally got the last button opened. My chest was bare in front of him with my b*a showing.

My grip on the knife tightened. The knife wasn't hot but it was burning the palm of my hand and my fingers that had a tight grip on it.

"You'll only be with me. You're mine and mine only to f**k when I please no one else." He whispered on my skin and i tensed. He was littering kisses all over my neck and jaw line. His hands travel down my body and to my sensitive area.

I took in a deep breath and without thinking my body reacts. I lodged the knife in his stomach. The grip he hand in my hair loosen and the hold he hand on my body was dead. I watched as he looked down to the knife i stabbed him with now was sticking out of his body then he looks at me. But the look in my eyes was dead.

"f**k. I can't believe you stabbed me you ungrateful b***h. I'm going to teach you a lesson." He said holding onto the knife and pulling it out. When he did blood splash into my face and pooled down his body and dripping on the floor. The knife dropped to the floor and made a clicking sound before it stopped. He smacked me in my face and my head swing to the left with the impact and I stayed like that. I was numb to the pain.

He pulled me to him getting blood all over my n***d stomach and chest. He was trying to get my top off and I started wiggling in his grip. I dug my finger into his cut. He cried out in pain and let me go.

He recovered quickly and land a fist to my face causing me to stagger back and hit the counter. He then grabbed ahold of my hair and i cried out in pain because he pulled my head back showing my throat.

He pushed me hard on the floor and i hit my knee really hard. I was getting up when he grabbed me by my hair again and slammed my face into the floor. I was getting dizzy and i was about to block out. My vision was blur. I tried crawling away but he held onto my ankle pulling me back to him. I kicked him in the knife wound and he lets go off of my foot and I tried to get awake again.

I was pulled back roughly and turned on my back then receive another fist to the face. "I'm going to show you. When am done with you you will not be able to recognize yourself in the mirror. I'm going to bruise you and starve you to death." He promised me has i heard him trying to get his zip down and his jeans off of his body but with the injure in his body made it hard for him to move too much. "But first I just get a full of you. I'm going to treat you like the s**t you are. No man is going to want you after I am done with you." He said.

My vision was blurry and i couldn't see clearly. I know the knife was somewhere around here but my eyes where closing because of the swelling. I felt my finger tips brush against the handle. I reached for it and tried to get it closer to me.

My face was hurting me and my body. I didn't want to go down like this. I didn't want this to happen to me. I am already in pieces I have nothing left of me to break but I don't want him to take me against my will again. I don't want to go through anymore a***e again.

I don't want to breath the same air as him again. I made a decision on that kitchen floor that day. With my face swollen my knee and body sore and in pain.

I wasn't gonna go down like this. My fingers kept brushing the knife and with every passing second he was getting closer to his prize while I struggle to get the knife that was going to save me from another piece of me being smashed off and destroyed by him.

No he's not going to get me this time.