Leave Him

If he's not going to treat you with respect, then you aren't either.

"Well then, I don't love you either!" You shout, unsuccessfully fighting back the tears from your eyes.

"Oh what, are you gonna cry now? C'mon, what a fucking loser."

His words destroy your confidence, and you curl up on the floor, crying with abandon. How could he be so mean to me? I thought he was my friend!

"Man, I can't fuck this!" Bob complains, puling on his clothes. "Get the fuck out of here before Dad comes home."

You hear his words, but you don't process them. You're in too much pain to do anything but let all your tears loose right now.

"Didn't you fucking hear me? I said get the fuck out of here!" He pulls you up to your feet and shoves you to the door.

Sobbing, you **** yourself to put your shoes on, but you're in too much shock to tie the knot.

"Fuck off!" Bob pulls you up again and shoves you out the door.

"Wait!" You surprise yourself with a last burst of energy, holding the door open with your foot. "I'm sorry, Bob, I'm really sorry! Can't you just tell me you love me?"

He punches you in the face, sending you sprawling onto the porch. Once more, you curl up and spend a good half hour there crying your soul out before gathering enough strength to walk back home.