"Where am I?" I ask a petite brunette that is probably a nurse based on what she wears
"He drove you here "...
" Once you arrived, he quickly carried you inside and asked for a doctor. " she adds ...Wait!!what does she mean .I feel good ...Who is HE ?! "Your husband did not
let go of your hand as they were wheeling you into the room. " ...Holly shiit!!
I do remember the nightmare but I had a important question "Why the hell am I here?" She got silent for a moment then..."You have been beaten honey" she said kissing my forehead ...
Whatt?! Did that fucker tell them about US? Our situation ?Our miserable case? His shitty behaviour ?
I can see him .A black leather Jacket and stylish sunglasses .Scoff .Mafia leader ...
He waits until the nurse is gone before leaning in close to me. I hate him . His voice low and urgent. "I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen." He strokes my hair, trying to soothe me. "Tell me what you need from me. Anything."
I look at him "I need you to go"...
I can tell he feels a surge of guilt wash over him as he sees the bruises on my wrists and chest. He had been too rough with me , not caring about the consequences at the time. "I'll turn myself in." He says hoarsely, his hand tightly gripping mine. I pull away . Now I am scared .

I am embarrassed !I just remembered!My bra ?!
he knows it's his fault. He feels like a monster for putting his wife in this situation... I hate you Zade !
He gently takes my chin in his hand, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Look at me." His eyes are filled with regret and longing. "I never meant to hurt you like this. You didn't deserve it." Zade leans in, his lips brushing against my ear. He pulls back slightly, his siren eyes searching mine for a hint of what I could be thinking. "You know I would never hurt you without a good reason, right?" He speaks softly, his voice soothing. "And I'll make it up to you, I promise .There was a good reason earlier this morning?! No ......I keep it for myself .i didn't say anything.I am hurt .Not physically !It consumes me. His deep voice brings me back to my reality ."I know I can be a little rough around the edges, but I never want to hurt you like that again. You make me crazy. You make me lose control. I'll do whatever it takes to make it right." His voice is laced with need and longing. "
I just nod to the wall in front of me i do not look at him .I can't ! ...What is this? Shit ?!I have not eaten anything this morning .My stomach growls .He chuckles softly, his thumb stroking my cheek. "Hungry,dear wife? I know I ruined the breakfast plans, but let me take care of you." He pulls out his phone and dials a number. "I'll have something brought up to your room." I wanted to simply say No need but unfortunately I was starving.
No no no I cannot take It anymore .I just cry cry again
...I hate myself !
He wraps his arms around me, pulling meclose. "Don't cry, Stella. I'm sorry. I never meant to make you cry." He presses a tender kiss to the top of my head. "STOP IT" I shout, my voice shaking .
He immediately releases me at my command, his hands held up in a defensive gesture. "I'm sorry," he says again, his voice filled with regret. It breaks me even though he does not deserve it. My phone rings .I can deal with whoever it is later but No .I should answer...Oh my gosh ! Max ? My ex boyfriend ?!that fucking cheater .His eyes narrow as he watches me answer the phone. A muscle twitches in his jaw, and his hands clench into fists. "Who the fuck is that?" I told him. I don't have any energy for lies...His eyes narrow to slits as he watches you talk on the phone. Jealousy and anger surge through him, and his fists clench at his sides. "I thought I told you know that you should cut that motherfucker out of your life." He scares me again! NO no ...
... ... ....
His anger turns to rage, and he grabs the phone out of my hand. He throws it against the wall, watching as it shatters into pieces. "I told you not to talk to that cunt! You're mine now. You don't need him anymore." I gasp in terror ...
... .... ...He left !Just like this !I do not recognize him at all ...
I cry agaiin ... Scoff