@wineamo continued from here
the dynamos, her friends, her soulmates, the true love of her life. she hadn’t spoken to them in months, hadn’t dared to. his threats had been enough to make her squirm back from those thoughts. all she wanted was to make sure her girls were safe, that they would be happy and if they knew what was going on, they’d go into panic. so she had stayed away from calling them, hadn’t even answered any letters. it was all she could do in this situation, to protect them from the harsh reality that was her life these days.
still, she had given in, just this once. replying to the call, speaking with both rosie and donna and she had never felt so full of love until he had gotten home and realized exactly who she was speaking with. whatever had she done to deserve this? if there was someone up there punishing her for something couldn’t they just end her already, this was enough, her pain couldn’t grow anymore. she had stopped feeling when he was home so she’d protect herself from everything he said and did. it had worked, this far at least.
“ i’m sorry ” voice weak while she placed the phone on the table, blue eyes shining with worry while she took a shaky breath, why couldn’t she just listen? why did she have to go against everything he said, when would she ever learn? “ i promise, it won’t happen again, i swear. ”
anger pulsed through his veins as he looked at her. he could tell the moment he walked in who she was talking to - could hear it in her voice. and after he’d TOLD her over and over again she was done with those girls. why was it so hard ? why did she insist on breaking the rules ? when was she going to learn to behave like a wife ?
“ you’re damn right it won’t. ” he replied, his voice almost a growl as he picked up the phone and threw it against the wall so hard he could hear it shatter as he wrapped his hand around her neck. did she think he liked punishing her ? or was that she got some kind of sick satisfaction out of rilling him up ?
his grip was firm but he wasn’t squeezing, not yet. “ i’ve told before those girls aren’t our kind of people - they’re not worth your time. ” daniel whispered, his hand slowly starting to close. “ say it. tell me you understand - because if i find you talking to them again, i just... i don’t know what i’ll do. ” there was a menacing quality to his voice mixed with what sounded like genuine concern for her.
