***Con***
"b***h how many times do I have to say it!" I winced as he squeezed his hand tighter around my throat, my air slowly getting cut off, my fingers nail digging at his hand and arm, wanting him to let me go,
"Please, Trevor.." I managed to sputter out,
"Please? You say, you think you have the right beg?" He snarled at me. The smell of alcohol was so strong on him tonight. My stomach turns from the smell,
"I... didnt.. do anything,"
Breathing is getting harder as he wont let up on his hold. My legs are kicking as I try to pry his fingers off me,
"You dont have to, just being here is enough."
I see his other hand pull back as his hand closes into a fist. I know what's coming; he brings it down,
I jolt upright in my bed, letting out a scream, looking around for him. I noti
