[WARNING! Violent Scene]
6 MONTHS AGO
"Who is she!?" Kat screamed across the kitchen counter at her newlywed husband of only a month. She was in a rage at 1am, because Richard just walked through the door. She knew his meeting had ended at 8pm and she had waited from him to come home. After trying to call 12 times with no answer from him, she had finally flung her phone across the room.
He hadn't touched her since their honeymoon. Hell, he hadn't been the same since the honeymoon. His mood was forever gloomy, and he became socially distant with her. Before they married, they would talk about the company and projects all of the time. It was perfect! She never had so much in common with another person before. Their ambitions matched perfectly. Their future matched perfectly.
"What the fuck are you talking about? You're being such an annoying bitch!" Richard ran his hands through his hair wildly as though to clear her voice from his head.
"Who the fuck is she!? Her panties were left in your car!" Kat had just come back inside from the garage to confront him about the lace thong underwear that she had found on his car's floor. She balled them up and threw them at him as she yelled. God only knows what bodily fluids she now held in her palms, but she was in such a rage that she couldn't just leave them there. What if he would've gone back out to destroy the evidence?
"Come on Hunter! You act like a man has never had fun before! That's all it is! Fun! Hell, I fucking married you! You stupid bitch!" Richard walked around the kitchen island towards the fridge to grab a beer. She could smell alcohol on him and could tell that he was a little more than tipsy.
Dismissing the fact that he still called her by her maiden name, she followed behind him.
"Fun?! How is this fucking FUN? Oh it's considered FUN for you to be fucking around with these other whores!? And what? You'll bring back their STDs to fuck me?!" Katalina was screaming at the top of her lungs. No matter how enraged she was, she would not cry. It was not in her to cower over a man nor was it in her to back down. She was a woman that feared nothing! SHE made MEN cower to her!
"Oh calm the fuck down. Nobody's fucking you anymore." Rolling his eyes, he turned back around to lean himself back on the fridge door. He had popped open the beer can and began guzzling the drink down, as though it had no effect on him.
"I'm glad you considered me, motherfucker!" Kat was a few feet away from him now and was yelling into his face. She was a very petite curvy woman. Although short in stature, her curvy breast, hips and butt made the difference between her and young girls.
"Great! Now I guess it's my turn to go fuck the next one since you're so considerate…." Kat was choking. Richard had launched out so quickly and grabbed her by the throat. The beer can hit the floor and started pooling liquid everywhere below them. He tightened his grip around her neck as he backed her into the kitchen island. She couldn't breathe!
Kat was desperately trying to jerk away from his grasp. And when that didn't work she tried to claw at his face. She had never experienced anything like this! She was panicking!
She could slowly feel the life start to slip from her body as he held on his grip. His face was fuming, and it slowly started disappearing. Her vision was closing in. She was getting ready to black out. Just as her body began to go numb, he released her, flinging her into the nearby glass table.
It shattered on impact. She brought herself up to sit on top of the shattered glass, coughing frantically. She was holding her throat and trying to gather air to her lungs. There was blood mixed in with the shards of glass on the floor. She couldn't feel the pain yet but she knew that the blood came from her.
BAM!
Kat grunted out as the wind was once again knocked out of her! Richard had kicked her flat in the stomach! Causing her to break out into another coughing frenzy. All she could feel was pain jolting through her body.
She was terrified. She was almost certain that he was going to kill her. She didn't understand how she got into this situation, but she was scared.
Richard stepped towards and hovered menacingly above her.
"Stupid bitch! If you EVER fucking talk about betraying me again then I'll kill you!" He bent down to clamp her jaw in his grip. He turned her head to look up at him and glared in her eyes. He was waiting for a response to make sure that she understood. Panicking, she nodded quickly, not allowing time to think about anything else. She just had to say whatever would help her survive, right? That's it, right?
He jerked her head away from his as he turned back to the fridge. He reached in, grabbed another beer, and slammed the door shut. He went past the kitchen island and snatched up his phone….as well as hers. He didn't give her a second glance as he walked out towards the living room. He left her there on the floor, bloody and bruised, sitting on a pile of glass.
She was shaking. What had just happened?
She was too stunned to think!? Her first instinct would be to call 911 but they hadn't another phone in their house. They worked so many hours that getting a home line was unnecessary. Richard had just taken her phone.
Right! The neighbor! Once she got herself together she would run to them to ask for…help? Would they help her? Although they were in a tight nit neighborhood, she had learned earlier on that some neighbors are worse than your enemies. And Richard was an Executive Businessman with a powerful family to help him conceal whatever he wanted. To fabricate whatever he wanted. Like…his background?
Kat slowly lifted her hands to start plucking the glass shards from her hands. Her vision blurred with tears and then she was in a full-on sob. Not a sad sob, but a terrified cry. She couldn't ever remember a time where she cried this hard…nor did she realize that she would be doing much more crying like this in the near future.