Broken By My Bully

Sunrays seeped through the curtains, cold and unfeeling. He stirred, his eyes opened slowly. He felt pain- A sharp burning sensation reminding him of knife wound on his stomach.

A faint growl grumbled his stomach as he forced himself to sit. Every moment pulled a wound she had gifted him few days ago.

His gaze shifted to her.

She was still standing.

Exactly where he had left her.

Her body stood still and stiff. Her knees trembling, as if her body was on brink of collapse. Her head was bowed and her face was pale. Her hair were messy as the strands obstructed his view to her face.

"You're still standing." He muttered. His voice hinted a disbelief. "I thought you wouldn't last a night" he sounded almost lazy and annoyed.

"You told me to stay." She breathed in hoarse voice.

"And You did." He said raising to his feet.
He winced in pain as his pain flared as he moved, but he masked it quickly unwilling to show any weakness.

"Do you know why I asked you to stand here all night?" He walked towards her.

She swallowed her throat tight.

"Because.... Because... I slapped you..." She was so scared.

He huffed mockingly. "You slapped me." He repeated... His voice dark. "You slapped me in front of your mother after she had disrespected me. You think you could get away with that?"

His eyes never left hers, as though he could see right through her, through every fragile, broken part of her.

"You think you can slap me, disrespect me and walk away unscathed? You think I'll forgive you just like I used to?" His voice hardened with every word.

Her chest tightened with his words. Everything flashed before her eyes. She had betrayed him. She had stabbed him. She had broken him.

This was a stranger who was in front of her was nothing like the man he knew- He had loved her once. He had loved her blindly, completely. But she had use that against him. But that man was gone.

Her heart beat with pang of guilt cutting through her. How could she forget? He had been everything she needed once. And she had destroyed him.

But now, he was different... He was cold, calculated, cruel! He wasn't going to let her walk over him anymore!

"You are not dealing with the same fool anymore. I am not the man who used to forgive you for anything and everything, who let you broke him over and over." He spat as he grabbed her jaw tightly making her gasp.

His words cut deeper than knife to her already broken heart. She wanted to speak, apologize, beg for forgiveness. But she knew it was useless. The way he looked at her she knew she had no right to say anything anymore.

"You think I'll just take your slap and move on like nothing happened?" He words cold and cutting. "You are wrong, I will never let you disrespect me ever again."

Her body shook in weight on his words. His eyes burning with fury.

Without any warning he shoved her backwards. The sudden impact made her breathless, she stumbled back, hitting the wall hard as he forcefully pinned her with a sickening force. Pain shot through her already exhausted body making her wince.

Her hand flew towards her chest, clutching her clothes. She couldn't breathe. She felt too broken, too guilty. She had broken herself by slapping him, defying him. She had no excuse, no way to make it right.