Chapter Five

"What the fuck are you telling her Liam?" Ethan seethed, looking between me and his brother, obviously waiting for an explanation. 

"Relax bro, I was just telling her what happened with Lucy." Liam tried to explain. 

"And what right do you think you have to tell her that?" He bellowed angrily at his brother again. 

"Chill out Ethan, isn't she supposed to be your wife? Aren't you supposed to tell her everything?" Liam reasoned out. 

"I'm sorry I'm not pussy whipped like you are." Ethan made one final remark and he left the room, pulling me along behind him. 

He continued pulling me in the direction of the parking lot, and he didn't realize it, but his grip was becoming tighter and tighter. 

"You're hurting me, Ethan," I whispered to him at first but he didn't hear me. 

"Ethan!" I called him louder and he heard this time around. 

"What?!!!" He roared at me and I shrunk back in fear. He had a dangerous look in his eyes, his eyes were glazed. 

"You're hurting me please." I tried again. 

"I'm hurting you?" He asked again and I nodded. 

He started laughing and gripped me tighter than before and pulled me in the direction of the parking lot. 

He flung me into the car as soon as the car was parked and the door opened. 

He got into the seat beside me, "Drive!!" He yelled at the driver and we drove off immediately. 

We didn't say anything till we got back home. He was fuming throughout the entire period of drive back home, I could feel him shaking with rage, but he didn't say anything. 

I planned to retire to my room as soon as we got back home but Ethan had other plans. 

"Where are you going?" He sat down in the living room and took a sip of what looked like whiskey. 

"Huh?" I asked dumbly and it only infuriated him more.

"Huh? Do you have a hearing problem? That's all you ever say when I talk to you." 

"I'm sorry, I'll be more attentive now." 

"What were you discussing with Liam?"

"Nothing of any importance." I tried to play it off but that only angered him more. 

"Nothing of any importance? Who the fuck do you think you are and what gives you the right to tell me it's nothing of importance?" He roared at me and I shrank back in fear again. 

I realized then when I looked into Ethan's eyes that he wasn't angry, he had just been hurt before and he was hiding his hurt behind his anger. 

I mustered up some courage and spoke to him, "Ethan I know whatever you went through with Lucy must have not been easy but no one in your life right now deserves this harsh treatment you're giving them. We all care for you and we want to help you, but we can only do that if you'll allow us." 

This was the first time I had spoken this much to him and for a quick minute, he looked to be in deep thoughts about what I said, so I thought my words had touched him. 

I even went as far as hugging him, foolishly hoping he'd return my hug but all my hopes went down the drain when I felt something been poured on me. 

I gasped softly and stepped back from Ethan, he had emptied his whiskey bottle all over my head. 

"That was an expensive bottle you made me waste." He asked quietly, "Who do you think you are? We're only married on paper Kate. You think if I had the choice, I would choose you?" He asked rhetorically and laughed at his question. 

I just stood there, shaking violently, I don't know if it was the cause of the whiskey or because I was sad by what he was saying, but I just stood there and cried. 

"I would never choose you, Kate. You wanna know why? Because you're below me, You don't match up to my standards and I deserve better than a piece of trash that was thrown my way." 

"STOP!!!" I yelled and did something I never thought I could do, I slapped him. It was a completely reflex action but I gasped softly and stepped away from him when it happened. 

"I'm sorry Ethan, I didn't mean to do that. Please for……" My head also whipped to the side before I could finish my sentence. 

He slapped me back. 

When my eyes met his back and he saw tears in my eyes, for once, I saw regret in his eyes but it was gone as quickly as it came. 

"Fuck this and fuck you."

He yelled and gripped my arm and started pulling me upstairs, no doubt locking me back inside that room.

I didn't even struggle or put up a fight, I just quietly allowed myself to be dragged along with him. He threw me inside the room and locked the door. 

Only when I heard his footsteps disappear did I allow myself to cry? It dawned on me then that this was what my life was going to be like from this moment henceforth. 

Ethan Robinson was going to live up to his promise, he was going to make my life hell.