Episode 2

LIZ

But a day begins.

"Wake up, son, it's time for school."

I woke my boy with lots of kisses, dressed him, gave him his breakfast, and waited for the neighbor to take him to school, since I couldn't leave the house. He ran his little hand over a wound on my face and looked at me with a sad look. The neighbor shouted. I went to the gate and she looked at me with pity. Yesterday I got another beating, I'm used to it now.

My little one left for school, he spent the whole day there.

I started doing the housework until Antonio woke up and sat at the table.

"Where's my coffee, you useless thing? Are you not even good for that anymore?"

I put the coffee and bread with butter in front of him with my head down and without saying a word.

He ate in silence and left for work. I breathed a sigh of relief, at least I didn't get beaten early in the morning. It wasn't uncommon for me to start the day with a beating.

I finished washing, ironing, cooking, it was almost noon. I stayed at the window for a while watching the movement, since I don't even have a cell phone. I looked at the blue sky and wondered if there really is a God and if there is, why he never looked at me. At that moment, my mother's words came to my mind, she told me when I went to ask for help.

💭 You chose this life, Liz, you had everything and you chose this life. Now endure it and forget that you were born from me 💭

Tears rolled down my face.

💭 She's right, it was my choice, I want to endure it 💭

It was almost 5 pm and my son arrived, hugged me, he is my point of strength and peace.

I gave him a bath and put out his dinner.

We were in the living room hugging when I heard the sound of the gate. It was my nightmare arriving once again.

I asked my son without showing fear to go to the room and not leave for anything and try to sleep. His sad little eyes said nothing and he did what I asked.

Antonio came in drunk and agitated as always, I was sitting on the sofa and I already got a slap in the face.

"Where's my food, you useless slut."

I didn't answer anything, I walked to the kitchen, heated up the food, he sat down. I made a plate and put it in front of him.

He took about three bites.

"Your food is getting worse every day, and he threw the plate against the wall, shattering it."

I cowered in a corner scared and was grabbed by the hair, my clothes were torn off and I was raped again in the kitchen. While he orgasmed, he beat my face and hit my head against the floor.

I got up and started vomiting, disgusted by that man, repulsed by myself.

"I HATE YOU."I screamed.

And a beating session began. I was beaten like never before, I didn't scream, I don't want to scare my son even more.

I was beaten so much, he hit me with the hot pressure cooker, I ended up passing out.

Antonio took a bottle of drink, poured it all into his mouth and went to bed to sleep, leaving me passed out, bleeding, almost dead on the floor.

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