My Lover, My Principal

Janet POV I sit on the couch starring at completely nothing the TV was off this big useless three story house was nothing, but just that... A house There no sounds of pitter pattering feet and innocent laughter, there were no family dinners each person describing how their day was No There was nothing, but an eerie silence as I sit on this couch with a glass of wine in my hand contemplating how did things get this far. Wasting my youth with man who barely even stares in my direction unless we're at public events he wants to pretend he loves me As I sip slowly on the glass of wine I could hear a car pulling up into the drive way the roaring engine dies and I could hear a door open and close follow by the slightly noisy jingle of keys I continue to stare into space wishing I was anywhere, but right now maybe in the Bahamas with a full pregnant belly and a man who actually loves me  Not constantly dealing with verbal and physical abuse, being manipulated into staying in this lie of a marriage, and dealing with his many infidelities But now I feel numb to it all no more begging, no more crying, no more trying to please him The door finally opens after five tries to get in "Janet!" Brian voice bombs as his heavy boot covered feet stomp their way into the house closing and locking the door behind him "I know this b***h heard me calling her." Brian mumbles as he trudges farther into the house passing by me unknowingly "Janet bring your f*****g ass here now!!" Brian yells irritation becoming more apparent in his voice I put the wine down and pick up a cigarette lighting it inhaling the unhealthy deadly chemical, but at this moment I didn't care The lights have came on blinding me for a quick second until I quickly regain my vision just to an angry Brian just a few steps away from me "b***h you heard me calling you why isn't this house clean why is there no food cooking?" He asks furiously as if he had been insulted I look him in the eyes blowing out the smoke and he scrunches his face up in disgust "Since when your stupid ass knew how to smoke?" He asks smartly I continue to just stare wondering just what the hell did I see in him in the first place What was it about him that lead me to such a horrible fate I said nothing as I pull out a manila folder feeling him watch my every move as I slide the manila folder in his direction "I want a divorce Brian I'm done." I said calmly and loud enough for him to hear me "b***h!!" Brian says flipping the table over breaking the wine glass as the liquid stains the carpet floor I cared nothing about "AHH!!" I scream him having a death a grip on my curls making me wince "b***h you'll leave when I want you to leave." Brian says menacingly fear flooding back into my body