Tomorrow

Flash Fiction about domestic violence (<250 Words)

I felt the sting of his hand slapping my face again...tears streamed from my eyes again...I've got to stop crying in front of him, I need to look strong.

"I'm sorry." I whispered. I couldn't manage anything louder, and hated myself for it.

"Go back to the kitchen, and make something decent ! I don't work all day so you can take my money and do nothing!"

I rushed to the kitchen and tried to find something to make...I could barely see through the tears, but I had to be quick or he'd hit me more. I found some steak and started cooking.

I couldn't take this any more... I had to leave him. Tonight I'd pack my things while he's sleeping, and tomorrow I'll leave while he's at work...tomorrow, I could start a new life, and find a man that would treat me right.

I planned it all out while cooking, wiping my tears away; my hurt was replaced by anger. How could he do this to me ?

He came in while I was dishing up the steak. I turned to face him, full of anger... And stopped. He was crying more than I'd been, his eyes were painfully red.

"I'm sorry baby...it was my fault," he opened his arms and sniffed, "I'll never do it again, I promise. Don't leave me... I love you."

I took a hesitant step forward...then broke down in his arms, "I'm sorry....I'm sorry....I wont..I love you too.... I'm sorry."