Battered Woman. (A Short Story) 1

Sandra walks back to the living room with a bottle of drink Alex requested for. .

''Here you go, '' she said placing the drink on the table.
''Who was that you were talking to back there?'' he flashed an angry look at her.
''Angela.'' she answered.
''What Angela!" he snapped. ''Why would she be calling you by this time of the night?''
''Its only 8'o clock, '' Sandra answered back, displeased at the tone of his voice. 
''Still, why would she be calling?" he asked again.
''She called just to say hello, '' she answered sitting next to him. ''Why do you always question me each time I receive a call, Alex''? She asked to tease him.
''I have a right to know who you talk to.” He snapped at her.


“That’s not what I mean; you don’t trust me Alex and that is one of many issues we have in this marriage. Do you have to question everything I do?” Sandra flashed angry look at him.
“You think I don't know what you do? You save guys numbers as females names on your phone and then, you delete all messages on your phone, why then should I trust someone like you.'' he shouted.
''Alex, I don't know what you are talking about, you are so paranoid, and that makes you suspect everything and everyone.'' she said back.

Just then, a message came on Sandra's phone. Alex immediately took her phone and read it.

'Thank you for today, I really did appreciate it.' he read out and threw the phone at her hitting her face.
''Alex!" she shouted in pain.
''Who the hell is Ben?" he shouted standing up to her. ''I said, who is Ben?" He shouted. ''Now you go sleeping around and then, they have the gut to thank you for sex, is that it?” He raged at her.
“No Alex, you got it all wrong” she said fearfully. 
He started hitting her all over, took the bottle of drink and poured it all over her.
''You are so disguising, '' he kept saying and hitting her.
''Ale... please....,'' she begged. ''It’s not what you think, oh God! Please stop.'' She pleaded but Alex continued hitting her. After few seconds, she was able to free herself and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
''Oh God!'' she cried. please Alex; it's not what you think.''
''Sandra!'' he shouted, banging on the door, open the door Sandra, open the door right now!'' shouting and banging on the door so hard.
''Alex please,'' Sandra cried out, afraid he would break into the bathroom. ''Please Alex, I'm not cheating on you, Please....'' she continued to cry.