"You blacked out"
So he did choke me to the point where I passed out. And yet he claims that he loves me.
This is ironic. I shouldn't have felt it but tears glistened my eyes. I felt the pangs in my heart.
The person who just nearly killed me was sitting there and I was helpless to do anything against him. I bit my lip to restrain from sobbing.
I snatched away my wrist from his hand. I wanted to run away from him but the tubes didn't allow it. So I just turned my side, away from him. My back facing him.
I didn't want him to see my tears. He said it before that he would hurt me if I would do anything against his will and he just made his point clear.
"Ashy", I heard him whisper.
Now what else has he left to say after nearly killing me?
Warm tears rolled down my cold cheeks. He will do whatever he wants. He will get whatever he wants.
Suddenly I felt like a caged bird trying desperately to get some air. It was suffocating me.
Sooner or later, he would have his way with me.
I whipered.
I felt his hand over my arm. I stiffened.
I couldn't say no to him.
It wasn't an option.
"I'm sorry"