Battered woman part 2

After several minutes of banging on the door, he left for his room, while Sandra soaked herself into more tears.

Everything was fine for the first few months they started dating, but shortly after six months of their marriage; Alex began his rage of anger, his nagging, jealousy and then physical abuse. He promised to change time and time again and blame his work, being a police officer. It's been five years now, and the story continues. At first, Sandra thought she could change him, so she stayed until now, the toil of abuse all these years have taken away her strength to break free; although all their families and friends think of them as the best couple, and so much admire what they have; if only they knew what she was going through and the shame of falling below her own standard, but she would rather endure the pain than face her demons. Her profession as a medical doctor has taught her the danger of an abusive relationship. She has treated several victims of this abuse and knows from experience that after a series of beating, it may one day lead to death.

After few hours in the bathroom, she knew Alex would be asleep now, so she gently opened the door and went to the room. Alex was already in bed snoring away, so she quietly changed into her night wear, praying he would not wake up.

''Finally, you came to bed, '' he murmured, pulling her to himself.

''Hmmm....'' she said quietly, hoping he would drift back to sleep. 

''I'm so sorry about this night; I don't know what came over me,'' he said gripping her tightly, ''so sorry honey.''

He started kissing her.

''It's okay,'' Sandra managed to say trying to stop him from touching her. She was tired of being used or even touched by him; it's enough that he beats her, but having him closer than that was much worse. But as she was trying to get his hands off her, Alex pinned her hands down on the bed, trying to take off her night wear but she struggled with him, he pushed her back on the bed, ripped off her clothes. She kept screaming for him to stop and tried pushing him away. 

“Stop it Sandra!” he shouted pinning her down. “I am your husband and have the right to your body.” He shouted. 

“Please Alex, not this way, please...” she said in tears.

“I will have it anyway it pleases me.” He jeers at her. 

She was tired and exhausted from the beatings, after fighting so hard, she eventually just laid there like the living dead as he thrust into her. She felt the hot tears flowing from her eyes, it's a bad thing getting used to being rape all the time, rape is rape, whichever forms it takes or whoever it is. 

Finally, after he was satisfied, he lay back beside her and slept off. What kind of life is it when you allow yourself to be used in this manner? She felt the tears flowing from her eyes and made no attempt to wipe them off. She entrapped and no way out. As an innocent child, she was raped repeatedly from the age of eleven to fifteen by her step father; at first she told her mother who slapped her immediately and accused her of lying to get attention. She remembered that day like yesterday, her innocent was destroyed and her mother did nothing to protect her. She later took her shopping; clothes, shoes, and all sorts, saying, 'If attention is what you want, you got it'. That statement had rang repeatedly in her ears all through this abuse and made no effort to speak out. After that incident, she never told anything to her mother, she was raped repeatedly for four more years until He left her mother for another woman.

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to be continued