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I promised to post my new story or one-shot today. Here it is.

Oh. Just to warn you, this chapter is full of abuse and graphic rape.

I don't know where he is. Logan is always late. Always cheating with different sluts of the night. Always beating me. Always yelling at the twins for no reason. Always drinking. Vaneesa and Valerie deserve better. I deserve better.

I would have left so long ago. You know, when all the abuse started. Where would I go? When we moved to New York, he cut all ties I had with any one, but him. He doesn't even let me go outside. If do, it's always with him and the girls. I should've seen where the relationship was headed. Logan would get upset when I hung with anyone. He would accuse me of loving them more or worse—cheating on him. he slowly made me dependent solely on him.

It started with me moving in with him. Then with him convincing me to quit my job. Then he asked me to marry him. After the wedding, we moved to The big apple. I had honeymoon twins 8 months later.

Through the pregnancy, he made fun of my weight. I mean, hello! I'm having twins here! When the twins were born, he started the physical abuse. He slapped me when I said something he thought was sarcastic or smart. He'd punch me when his dinner wasn't ready or if I put on anything pretty.

Now he was even yelling at my babies! When I tried to defend them, he'd beat me when I sent them to their rooms. My babies were scolded when they laughed around him. After he left the room, I'd play with them and tell them it was okay to laugh and play. I'd tell them that daddy was just being daddy.

I don't know why he feels the need to regulate the food. He barely buys enough groceries for me to cook for him and me. At the end of the day, I give my food to the girls so they can eat. I'd eat whatever is left. There is someone else living here because this definitely isn't the man I fell in love with.

One day, when I was washing clothes, I found a number in his pants pocket. I called it and a lady named Sarah picked up. She hung up when I told her I was Logan's wife. Every night he comes home late, he smells like her cheap perfume.

No one wants me. Men treat me like crap. I can say this from experience. I dated a human and a vampire. I'm not good enough. I want to get out of this 'relationship' or whatever what we have can be called. If I did leave or call the police, he'd find me. He knows so many crooked cops. Logan has the money and the power to take my babies away from me forever.....

I put his dinner in the microwave to reheat. Laughter rang through the house. Val and Ness were playing in the living room. The laughter stopped. I knew why automatically when, I heard the little feet running down the hall. Logan was home and he was drunk.

When Logan sauntered into the kitchen, he walked over to me and punched me. Over and over and over again. I could fell the blood running from my nose and my head. When he kicked me, I spit up blood. Logan gripped my hair and pulled me down the hall. I was kicking and screaming as loud as I could. I knew what he was about to do when he dragged me into the room he called his chamber. He usually kept it locked.

"No!" I yelled. He threw me to a corner and dropped his pants. "No!"I cried. I clamped my jaws and mouth as tight as possible. He grabbed my jaws and squeezed so hard my mouth opened slightly. That was enough for him.

He shoved himself into my mouth saying, "Bite me, Bitch, and I'll kill you." I gagged as he hit the back of my throat. Again and again. He put his hands on the back of my head and made me move with him. he fucked my mouth. When he came, I almost choked. He pulled out of me and slapped me hard. I tasted blood again.

He went to the corner and opened the drawer. He pulled out a knife and walked over to me. He held it by my throat and said, "Keep quiet or you're dead."

Logan stepped out of his pants and threw me on a cot. Slowly, he pushed up my skirt, lingering by my sex. He pushed my skirt to my waist and ripped my underwear off. He put my legs on his shoulder and licked one time between my lips. I shivered when he sucked my clit. He stuck circled it with his tongue before he tongue-fucked me. I did nothing but silently sobbed. When he was done with his little feast, he grabbed my hips and held my legs above me.

Logan stuck one finger in my butt and waited for me to stretch. He added another. And another. And another. He pulled out quickly and stuck his cock into me. Hard and fast. Over and over. The pain was unbearable. Never before had he done this. He came in my ass and finally pulled out. He grabbed the knife and I stood quickly, straightening my skirt.

Logan shook his head sadly.

"Now you'll die. You didn't scream my name. You didn't even cum for me. Tsk. Tsk." he said walking towards me. He raised the knife and I screamed. He stabbed me three times. I heard my babies yelling for him to stop. I was mildly aware of Val kicking Logan in his shin as hard as she could sending him to the ground. It wasn't hard to get him down since he was drunk. Ness bent at my side and asked me was I okay. I shook my head and told her to put my keys and purse in the car. She nodded and ran off.

Logan was trying to reach the knife. I grabbed it first and stabbed him in the stomach. I crawled to the car door. I pulled myself up using the handle and the kids climbed into the car. All I knew was that I needed to get to the hospital. I drove crazy, fighting for consciousness. I don't know how close I was to the hospital. I do remember the large truck headed right towards me and the girls screaming. Then I blacked out.

Ohhh! Cliffy! Sorry! Tee-hee. Anyway so how do you like this story. PLZ!REVIEW! The more reviews i get the sooner I update. Reviews make me happy. Make me happy?