Chapter 1
I don't feel like going to class tomorrow. I still need to start my research. I can't wait until I'm a qualified nurse, then maybe my mom would be proud of me and forget about me not making Med school.
"Are you enjoying it babe?" he asks on top of me. Not that he actually cares. " yesss" I lie. I'm sure he knows it, because I haven't been moaning as much. If he would have listened to me when I told him I wasn't in mood for sex, I wouldn't have to lie. But me refusing sex is proof that I'm having an affair to him. So to prove my innocence I need to give him what he wants.
" aahh.. aahh.. babe I'm coming.." he moans. And he comes without me as always. During the 18 months of dating, I've had only 1 organisms with him. He says it's because PTSD of what happened to me.I know it's not true because I have pleased myself before.
"That was amazing babe thank you." he kisses my forehead after. "I'm going to take a shower. Please prepare food while I'm at it."
"I don't feel like cooking Trevor. I just come from a 12 hour shift carrying food and alcohol", I whine.
"Then quit working. You shouldn't be working anyways. You're a student. I have told you that a million times plus I don't like you working there. There's too many male customers." He says.
"I need to help my family with finances." I say while getting up from the bed. I can't tell him that I'm basically the only one who's working in my family. My birth mother, who I call Dee got fired 3 years ago and she hasn't found a job since then. My mom who's technically my gran, raised me since Dee gave birth to me at the age of 15 couldn't. Her whole salary goes to rent and my little sister's school fees. That's why I need to work to support them. They have sent me to the best High School in town, so I should repay them for that.
"I can handle the customers and I enjoy working there. " I debate.
"Well Danielle, I don't. I hate it. I don't understand why you go against my wishes. Probably because you enjoy it when those men flirt with you." and with that he gets up angrily to the bathroom leaving me standing there.
I go to the kitchen to prepare his favorite meal, Dutch pasta. I'm wearing his blue shirt only. I tired my brown curly hair up, so it doesn't distract me. I don't like it when he's angry. So I need to be a good girlfriend and make him happy.
Love is not easy damn right.
