Sham Of A Marriage

Elara’s POV :

“Hey baby, how was your day today?” I asked my husband as soon as I got seated in his car. I just bought my own car and it’s getting delivered today. I’ve always wanted a Range Rover, so the moment I had enough savings to get it, I instantly did and I’m so happy I got it right in time for my new job. I’m so thankful to Gift for recommending her old job and position for me cause heaven knows I really needed it.

“Babe? You didn’t answer me. I asked how was your day.” I called out to my husband again cause I noticed he didn’t reply me. And he still didn’t reply me, he completely pretended like he couldn’t hear me talking. I knew if it was some other woman they would have kept talking until he replies them but not me. I know better than to do that. So instead I kept my mouth shut and pray silently that I hadn’t done anything to upset him or my day is about to get extremely bad.

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The moment we got home, he didn’t even wait for me to come down from the car before he dragged my ass out of the car into the house.

“Now tell me why your ugly fat ass is dressed this way? Huh? Is that why you didn’t wait for me to get ready and take you to this so called new job before you booked a ride and left.” He shouted after flinging me roughly on the couch. I stayed quiet. Knowing my place cause i know what would happen if I so much as utter a word while he’s talking.

“Who are you trying to disgrace, dressing like a fat slutty pig. If you were even skinny and beautiful I might even be a bit jealous about it but I’m not. Instead I’m ashamed that you had the confidence to show all this fatty ugly skin outside. Do you know how embarrassed I felt to have come and pick you up from work looking like this. People are going to talk about how such an handsome young well to do man like myself could have such a pig for a wife.” He kept talking while rubbing his hands on his face like I’m stressing him the fuck out. Maybe I am. I guess that all I’m ever good for. I just sat on the couch quietly crying to myself but not daring to say a word.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, Elara. As from now on, don’t you ever in your fat life ever ask me to come pick you up from work ever again, do you hear me? You can find your own way as from tomorrow. I don’t need to be seen associated with a giant like you.” I nodded my head in reply to him.

“Good. Now go make me something to eat and I better like it or you know what will happen if I don’t. Get out of my sight, go change into a more coverable outfit. I don’t need to see all this fat all up in my face. Cover it up. It’s hideous.”

I instantly ran to my bedroom, yeah my bedroom. I know as a married woman, I should be staying in the same bedroom as my husband but he kicked me out after I caught him having sex with another woman on our matrimonial bed. He said “it’s because I gave you too much access to the room that’s why you believe you can just walk into the bedroom anytime you want without thinking in your fat head that you should knock first.” So instead of apologizing to me for cheating on me, he instead kicked me out of my own bedroom so that he can cheat peacefully with me interrupting his “orgasm session” and mind you, I got beaten for ruining his orgasm cause he was so close to cumming when I waddled my way into the bedroom. As he said.

He beat me so much to the point where I lost my pregnancy and this has happened two times in a row. That was the second time, he had beaten a pregnancy out of me. And now I’ve just decided to get on birth control so I won’t even have to get pregnant for him to the point where he has to beat another baby out of me. I’m not sure I can go through that pain and trauma ever again. So I guess we are just gonna be childless forever.

Yeah, this is the story of my life. The story of Elara Stone’s life. I know many will ask why I didn’t divorce him but I can’t and he knows that too. My family doesn’t believe in divorce. They say once you’re married, you’re married. There’s no going back. They always say “Whatever you’re facing in your marriage is nothing new, everyone has gone through it. So you’ll suck it up and stop acting like a baby. Even if it’s kills you, at least you’ll die as a married woman and you’ll be buried with honors instead of as a woman who couldn’t keep her home.” That to my family is honors and dignity.

And it’s been instilled in me since I was a child to the point where I just can’t go back on my values and upbringing. So you see why I’ll forever be in this sham of a marriage. Maybe, just maybe until someone strong enough to rescue me from myself comes. Cause even I don’t have the strength to leave him. I mean look at me, I’m such a fatty just like he said. Who would want a fat ugly divorced pig like myself? Huh? NOBODY. At least he is still married to me, which means he must have some type of love for me, right? If not he would have left me a long time ago. I won’t even blame him really, cause look at me and look at him. He could literally get married to any woman of his choice tomorrow and throw me out but instead he only just sleeps with them while I still remain his wife, which means I should feel lucky, right? Yeah I should.

I need to get myself together quickly before he gets too hungry and I end up being in trouble. I don’t want to go to the university tomorrow looking like I got hit by a bus. I can’t afford to have people’s nose stuck in my business. Especially not this soon into a new job.