I go to kick him again and he dodges is and grabs my kicking leg knocking me to the ground. He then manuvers me to my back and stradles my waist, pinning my arms above my head. I look at the damage I caused. His nose was bleeding and already twice it’s normal size. He also was starting to get two black eyes. This makes me smile internally.

Travis: "You just answered my question and earned yourself a beating. Maybe I would have been nicer to you if you hadn’t been such a bad girl. But bad girls need to be punished. Maybe if you’re good I’ll reward you with a nice big co… I mean surprise. Maybe not cuz I don’t now where you’ve been. You fucking dirty slut." He states as I squerm underneath the the big oaf.

He then takes both of my hands into his one giant ape hand and then punches me in the ribs a couple of times knocking the wind out of me. Then he switches to his other hand and punches those ribs harder this time. He must be left handed cuz this side hurts way more. He punches me one more time on that side and I hear and feel a crack. Then I see black for a couple of seconds.

Ashley: "You fucking asswhipe. You broke my fucking ribs!!!" I scream at him. Which makes it hurt even more. Now I’m pissed and I can’t fight the tears anymore. They just flow like a river out of my tear ducts.

Travis: "Yeah I heard it." He chuckles. "It sounded like multiples. The only reason I know this is cuz Spencers sounded like one time when I hit her. I ended up breaking three of them. She told the doctors that she fell. She didn’t want to earn another beating. She’s such an idiot. She never should have talked back to me. I’m the man in the relationship meaning I’m always right." He states like it justifies what he does. I can’t believe he’s even considered human.

Well at least I know that I was right about him abusing her. It also pisses me off enough to actually throw him off me. I was like the grandmother who lifted a car off her grandson. Except the car aka idiot was on top of me. This surprised him as he staggered back and hit his back on the bed frame knocking the wind out of him and knocking him out. I take this time and hurry to grab a pair of fuzzy pink cuffs that one of my exs got me. I drag him over to the thick metal pipe that was in the corner of our room. I complained about it at first to the RA, but now I’m thankful for it. I cuff one hand and then wrap the cuff around the pipe and then cuff his other hand. I do it just in time too. He starts to open his eyes.