chapter 2

Andrew always slept with me whenever he liked and if I ever tried to refuse he will then beat me up to the point I am going in and out of consciousness and he then violates me however he pleases.I could never call the police or my family to tell them about him because he took away my phones and removed all the landlines from the house.I once tried to runaway when I went grocery shopping he was on the aisle for drinks. I was walking away when the security guard stopped me saying someone was calling me,I tried to explain to him what kind of person Andrew was but then Andrew suddenly appeared behind me and told the guard that what I said was not truer and that I was suffering the post effects of my trauma a few years back and guard actually believed him and let Andrew take me away.When we got home Andrew beat me up and used knives to slice my skinned then poured alcohol on the opened wound as a sort of punishment for defying his orders.It took me weeks to heal from the wound even though I was healed the wound let haunting scars.Since then Andrew was the one who went grocery shopping, while he did that he locked me at home and sealed all the windows shut.Even though I was badly injured he still made me work around the house, weeks later started feeling nauseous and kept on vomiting.At first I suspected I had come down with the flu, but after a few weeks started to suspect that I was pregnant luckily there was a pregnancy kit that I had gotten a long time ago.I then went to the toilet and peed on the pregnancy stick I then waited for 5 minutes when the alarm went off,I checked it and it showed positive I was happy at first but became sad later on because I did not want my baby to be born in these kind of monster near that monster I once called a husband.After finding out I was pregnant I was not sure whether to tell Andrew about my pregnancy because I was not sure if he would hurt my baby.In the end I agreed not to tell him about the baby.But I made a mistake of not throwing away the pregnancy stick because he eventually found out about it when he went to restroom and found the pregnancy stick on the sink.After he found out he beat me up while he was hitting me I begged him not to hurt the baby and for some reason he listened to me which I found really strange.After he was done hitting me he told me to eat so the baby does not die when he said that I thought it was just a little but he still loved me that was until he said his next words which shattered all hope.He said that he hates me and I was a stain on his reputation and he hopes I die a slow and painful death and prays I burn in hell.As he was saying all these I couldn't hold my tears back any longer all the pent up anger and frustration all came pouring down as tears came out of my eyes like a broken damn and the worst fact was that when he saw me crying he didn't care if I was crying, the more I cried the mored he cursed at me.Since that day he brought home different sorts of ladies and slept with them in the same room that I used to call my matrimonial room and when they asked who I was he told them that I was a pregnant maid he took pity on and let work for him which made a sting in my heart whenever he said it.I was forced to take care of the ladies and I became the punching bag that they used to take out their frustration.I was treated like a pile of dirt in my own house all because I love that animal they call a human being.