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I just finished cleaning and was about to stow away the cleaning supplies when the door flew open and hit the wall behind it, revealing a very drunk, and angry Ashton.

Panic washed over me as I backed away into the cupboard and prayed that he wouldn't come and find me.

"Babeeeee!" He slurred as he stumbled into the kitchen, a cigarette in hand. I hitched my breath as he came closer, only standing 2 feet away from me.

"Baby! I'm h-*hiccup* home!" He screeched, a little bit irritated as he took a drag and paced towards the restroom. This was my chance!

I tip toed quietly to the stairs, making sure not to make a sound, covering my mouth, scared to even breathe a single breath.

Just then, a hand was on my shoulder and swiftly spun me around, whiplash from the sudden movement trickled on my neck.

"Going somewhere?" He smirked with drowsy eyes. As he took yet another drag and blew it on my face.

"To bed." I answered, barely audible that I doubt he even heard me.

"Okay..." He shivered as he released me. Looking very cold all of a sudden. Frozen, almost.

I made a run for it, thankful that I could possibly be spared for tonight, but I was not fast enough. He grabbed my wrist and stabbed the cigarette butt onto my neck to kill the fire, he then shoved me up onto the wall, holding me by the shoulders, as he lifted me off the ground. I was ready as his hand collided with my cheek and the other cheek and again and again.

He released me as I dropped to the floor, attempting to crawl towards the stairs, but he grabbed me by the ankle and took the vase by the shelves and smashed it onto my back. The pain shot up my spine as I hunched outward.

He laughed at my limp state and called me names, spitting at me every now and then. But all of a sudden, his laughter dies down as he lifts me in his arms and places me gently onto the couch.

"Oh, my poor baby, who did this to you?" He cooed as he caressed my face with one hand and stroked my cheek with the other hand, looking like he was in a trance from all the alcohol.

The first rule I've learned in this relationship: never speak unnecessarily. So I remained silent.

He leaned in to kiss me. "I'm sorry." He whispered to my ear as he crouched down next to me and cried on my shoulder.

"It's okay." I whispered. "Not a single scratch." I promised as I slowly kissed his head.

All he needs is love, after all.

Third update of the day! I am on fire rn!

Idek if people actually read my story but hello to you.

SPICY chapter! I told you guys! I didn't like it but it had to be done.

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