Regret him

A monster

I am lying on the floor of the bathroom. A scratch lined my cheekbone, he bested me again today. I want to run but never can. Everytime I try, he looks at me with pleading blue eyes and apologizes for hurting me. Everytime he says it won't happen again. And everytime he comes back breaking my trust in him all over again. He is a cold man. His violence hurts me, but his words break me more than anything. I just wish he was as nice as when we first met, he used to be so kind and funny. As soon as I said yes to going on a date with him. He became possessive and rude. As if once I was his he didn't have to keep up the act. He had already closed the trap, there was no escape now.