Battered Broken and Bruised

Memories and Mikael

As I stand before the mirror wondering where the kind, caring man I once loved has gone, I hear the front door slam shut. I know In an instant my cold, cruel loveless fiancé was in the house. I try to run to close the door but as I reach my destination a shoe is in place preventing the door from closing. “What the f*** do you think you’re doing” his voice booms as he gives the door one hard shove knocking me off my balance and onto my ass on the floor.

“Mikael I. I. I was just trying to follow tradition” I barely stammer. “It’s bad luck to see the bride on the wedding day before she walks down the aisle” I barely get out as his big cold hand strikes my face. He wraps his hand around my throat as he pulls me to my feet with a sadistic grin. He pins me against the wall by my throat and slips his unoccupied hand up my calf to my thigh as he asks “did you remember my request?” His smile tells me he’s looking to answer his own question and uses his knee to force my legs apart and forces three fingers in my p****. That’s when I notice the look in his eyes and my stomach drops.

“No! Please! I’m already ready” I barely squeak as he tightens his grip around my throat.

“If it weren’t for you being dressed and ready I’d be fu***ng you until you hurt” he spits. “Don’t be late or I’ll f*****g kill you myself” he whispers threateningly in my ear as he bites the lobe.

He slides his hand from under my dress and both relief and fear sink in knowing what’s to come as I watch him walk away.

“You look stunning Carly” he yells before I hear the front door close. I sit on the edge of the bed, tears threatening to fall as memories flood my head.

The day we met Mikael was graduating from the police academy. June 20th 2017 I watch as my dad proudly stands at the podium in his uniform calling the names of the graduating class. I hear soft music in the background and my dad calling out each individual name. Mikael Mitchells I hear him say and the crowd begins cheering and my eyes are locked on this handsome blonde haired blue eyed man. It was like time stopped and his eyes locked with mine. He shakes my fathers hand and leaves the stage walking straight for me. That’s when I notice my father’s angry eyes approaching behind Mikael.

Mikael stops in front of me and stretches his hand out for a handshake. I take his hand in mine and he gently places it to his lips and then says hello. My dad ruined the moment by clearing his throat and the safeness I felt disappears.

“Dad. I’m sorry. Your speech was wonderful” I say as I try to defuse his anger.

“Thank you Carly” dad says making me tense with the tone in his voice.

“Sarg may I accompany Carly to dinner tonight?”

“Mikael that sounds fine to me” dad says with a warning look in his eyes. With that we walked off to his car

Christmas Day 2017

I wake in a panic when I feel Mikael slide his fingers in my pu***. I told him if my childhood and the rape I endured. All that’s running through my head is no I don’t want this, get off me. I begin to squirm to get away and that’s the first time he hit me. He drew his hand back and crack is all you here as his palm connects with my cheek. I tried screaming but his hand covered my mouth instantly after hitting me, muffling any sound Im try to make.

I feel his wet mouth close on my n****e as he wiggles his fingers in my pu***. My tears are running down my face now and he withdraws his fingers. I relax thinking he’s done. Instead of getting off of me he frees his c**k from his jeans and positions himself between my legs. I feel the bulging head of his c*ck on my opening and he thrusts into me as I scream into his hand. He leans down and tells me “ what a good w***e you are!”

My phone rings pulling me from the nightmare of my past. The caller id reads caller unknown. I hesitate for a second and pick it up. “Everything’s ready to go! Be sure you leave the phone with the body. I’ve got the car. I’ll see you soon!” I hang up the phone and grab my bag as I head for the door. The last thought I have seems to be an amusing one! Mikael’s words play through my mind, “Don’t be late or I’ll kill you myself!”

“You’ll have to find me first Mikael” I say to an empty house. I walk out of this prison I call home and close the door on my past! “Goodbye Carly, hello Cassidy” I say with a smile.