I love you

Molly:

I was not in the mood for it. I did not want to have sex to silence myself or be punished to make me fearful. A normal life was all I yearned for.

He took heavy steps towards me, and I sat up, curling backwards.

“Get up!” He growled, but I remained motionless and shook my head in disapproval. He stood in front of me, gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows as he stared at me.

“I won’t repeat myself, Molly!” He yelled, but I stayed still.

This cycle had to end at some point. I was tired of yelling, and he appeared to be more energized than ever.

“I am politely asking you to get up, and if you make me repeat myself. I’ll…” He was saying calmly when I cut him off.

“Do what you want Farrell, I am fucking tired,” I told him.

I did not want to cry in front of him, but my heart was racing and my eyes were welling up.

I just wanted to go home and rest or return to Kate. I wanted to go back to the way things were before, but he would not let me.

He approached me and sat next to me. Th