Pen
I swallowed the metallic taste of blood in my mouth and stared at the floor, at Chandler's feet. My mouth ached and I could barely see through my right eye. Tears threatened to fall, but I wouldn't let them Not in front of him.
"Are you going to continue to lie to me?"
"I told you, I met her at the hospital. That's it. It's not a lie."
My feet nearly left the floor with his next hit and I heard myself whimper at the sting in my cheek. He never hit me in the face. Never. And now that's where most of the abuse was. I would never be able to explain this at work.
"That little c*ng glared at me like she knew something. Did you tell her anything."
"No." Smack
Tears fell of their own accord and blood dribbled down my chin. When he lifted his hand again, I brought my hands up to protec
