BPOV

"Isabella" James screamed from the kitchen table "How the hell long does it really take to bring my dinner to me?" "I'm coming" I meagerly said. What am I supposed to say fuck off, get your own meal, bite me? All good comebacks but I knew better by now not to ever say anything like that to James. We've been married for a whole two months now and to say I was in marital bliss would only be a lie.

I walked slowly to the table setting James plate in front of him. "I'm sorry it took so long." I said with a small glance at his eyes. His black dark eyes that make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and the goose bumps run down my spine. "Just sit down and shut up will you" He said slamming his fist on the table. I jump of course because he always frightens me.

I don't know what happened to James after we got married. We met in my sophomore year of college at the University of Chicago. I was sitting in the café looking over some notes for an upcoming test when he sat down beside me. "Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?" He was very nice looking and polite, wow, don't find that too often in college. "No it is not, umm hi my name is Bella and you are?"

"Well Bella how very nice to meet you, my name is James" he said while shaking my hand and smiling.

That's where it all began we dated and became close, very close. He was everything I was looking for in a man. Determined to graduate top of his class to be a lawyer, had a steady job, and was ever so sweet to me. Always taking me out to dinner and doing romantic little gestures for me. I fell fast and I feel hard.

It was a Saturday evening and we were heading out to go to dinner. We had been dating for two years now and for some reason he seemed on edge that night. He ended up getting down on one knee in front of the whole restaurant that night to ask for my hand in marriage. I of course accepted knowing I loved him very much.

He rushed the wedding saying he just couldn't wait to be my husband. I was stubborn and tried to argue but of course he won the argument and we were married three short months later.

The first couple weeks were great but they slowly started to fade and I started to see a side of James I had never seen before starting to rear its ugly head. It started with him simply yelling at me when he came home from a bad day at the office or punching something when we argued. Over the last couple of months though it was becoming progressively worse. We have been married for two months now and two nights ago he came home angry and I immediately tensed up.

"Dammit Isabella how many times do I have to tell you not to dress like that" He screamed. "James what are you talking about? What is wrong with what I am wearing?" I asked confused. "You look like a paid whore Isabella is that what you are? Is that what you do while I'm working huh? You have men come over here and let them Fuck you, let them take what is mine?" He asked with his eyebrow raised.

"Excuse me" I screamed at him "How dare you speak to me like that" I hissed back at him. "Isabella my dear I will speak to you how ever I want to, because you're my wife and I can do with you as I please." He stated.

I turned around and headed to the bedroom without saying a word I grabbed a bag and started packing a few things. Wait till Alice and Rose hear about this they are going to shit. Rose especially she never stood for anyone especially a man speaking like that to a woman let alone me her best friend.

The hairs on my neck stood up as I felt him behind me. He grabbed my arm and ripped me around.

"And just where in the fuck do you think you are going?" He questioned. "I am just going to go Alice's for a night we need to cool down."

Before the sentence was even completely out I felt his hand slam into my stomach dropping me to the floor immediately. I was gasping for air and clutching the carpet underneath me for dear life. The tears started to fall from my eyes and the pain in my stomach was immense.

"You think I would just let you leave like that Isabella." He said grabbing my face. "You are mine." He grabbed my body and screamed "This is mine!" He came down to the floor and looked straight into my eyes, "If you ever try to leave just let it be known right here and right now you won't make it very far."

With that he threw my head down and kicked me in the side before walking out of the room. I laid out on the floor gasping for air and not even really understanding what just happened. Who was that man because it certainly wasn't the James I knew and loved.

I laid there for an hour at least just trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. I heard the floor creak and I immediately curled up into a ball and put my head down on my knees.

"Isabella you look disgusting go clean yourself up now." He barked at me. I jumped off the floor and ran to the master bathroom. I slammed the door and locked it. I walked over to the mirror and saw my reflection as the tears started falling down my cheeks. Never had I looked so sad and lost in my life. My eyes looked dead no emotion showing thru. I slowly pulled my shirt up and saw the two huge bruises that now were starting to slightly show on my stomach and side.

"Hurry up Isabella, I will not wait much longer you have five minutes to have your ass in my bed" He yelled thru the door.

What he expected me to sleep with him after this, was he crazy? I knew that my phone was downstairs in my purse and there was no way to get around him to get to it. Would he hit me again if I didn't comply? I didn't think I could handle that pain again. I decided I would do it just till I could get away tomorrow. What other choice did I have? I wasn't about to test him anymore tonight.

I slowly walked out of the bathroom. I looked up and saw him standing with his shirt off looking at me. I walked towards my dresser to grab some clothes and he pushed me down on the bed. He ripped my shirt off and gazed at the bruises starting to form on my stomach and side.

"You know why I hit you here?" He asked pointing at the spots. I quickly shook my head no because I couldn't even speak I was so scared. "Because no one can see them there." He laughed

That night I closed my eyes and checked out while James was all over me laughing viciously every so often. I went to my happy place. I've been there ever since.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" James said starring at me.

"Oh I'm just thinking about Alice and Rose I haven't talked to them in two days and just wondering what they are up too." I stated.

"What do you see in those two little whores is beyond me Isabella." He said shrugging his shoulders.

"They are not whores they are my best friends." I said lightly.

He stood up and walked the short distance to stand in front of me. He grabbed my chin and squeezed hard "They are whatever I say they are, you hear me Isabella." He sneered.

"Yes, yes whatever you say." I squeaked out.

"Get this cleaned up and get your ass up stairs I have some frustration to get out, and Isabella…You try to leave and I promise like I said the other night you won't make it far. I will take the life out of you myself if you ever try to go. Just remember that" He laughed as he walked away.

Cleaning up the dishes I knew he wasn't lying. He would kill me. He told me nobody would ever have me, it was him or nothing. I wasn't ready to die so my only choice was him.

I trudged up the stairs slowly it felt like death row, walking into something awful and scary. I came around the corner of the stairs and he was standing in front of me with a very scary look in his eyes.

"You want me Isabella?" He questioned. "" I stammered out. He shoved me against the wall and ripped my shirt up to my stomach. He reached down and ripped my underwear off and nestled his head in my neck. He kissed me up to my ear and I could feel what little I ate coming back up my throat.

"How bad Isabella tell me how bad you want me." He whispered in my ear. I couldn't hold back I leaned over and threw up on the floor as the disgust raged through my body.

The last thing I remember is him punching me against the wall and then I was falling into a dark abyss.