13 Chapters

Sex was not an option in our home it was his way and his way only some might call it rape but to him it wasn't I was his women and he could have sex with me when ever he wanted to that's what he use to tell me.There were so many nights where he forced himself on me I remember lying there thinking to myself "is he ever going to finish"I spent so many nights in the shower til I would fall asleep I hated for him to touch me I hated just being around him there were nights where I thought if I fake an illness I would be OK for the night that he would let me sleep sometimes it worked while others times it didn't On one occasion I was tired of him forcing himself on me tired of him using my body just tired of being tired I stood up and shouted no more! no more! I can't do this anymore! it has to stop am tired I can't go on any more! he looked at me then walks to the closet pulls out his hand gun that he kept on the top shelf pointed it against my head and told me to "shout the fuck up bitch! that's my pussy and I can have it when ever the fuck I want"he pushes me onto the bed placed the gun on the pillow next to my head.He then removed my clothes from that moment on I closed my eyes and prayed to God .. :(