Kaci Gordon was a twenty year old woman who was beat up both physically and mentally by her boyfriend Mike Valencia, you would think she had broken up with him. No, she was to afraid of him, from the slaps, punches, she was his personal punching and kicking bag.

"Stupid ass hoe !", Mike yelled, slamming her weak body agaisn't the wall.

Kaci winced in pain, the tears escaped from her brown eyes.

"Mike please stop", Kaci pleaded.

"I told you not to hang out with that fagstreet boy, but do you listen to me, NO ! this is your punishment !", Mike yelled slapping her across the face.

"It's my job I am designing his home I have to 'hang out' with him !", Kaci shouted.

He punched her in the nose Kaci's body let out and she slid down onto the cold floor as blood escaped her nose and runned down her body down to the ground he kicked her with so much might, after he got tired he left her their.

| Next Morning |

Kaci opened her eyes as they adjusted to the brightness of the room.

"Ow",Kaci moaned out in pain. Her back was killing her from the last night before, how could she go to work today.

"Hey baby", Mike greeted.

"Hypocrite", Kaci thought.

"Hi", Kaci said bluntly.

Kaci stood up both hands on her back, she numbly walked into their badroom and entered the bathroom, she locked the door. She stripped out of her blood clothes, and stood infront of the mirror, bruises and blood covered her body.

"God what did I do to deserve this ?", Kaci asked herself quietly.

She turned on the cold water and let it run down her bruised body, it mad her muscles less tense, she let the tears run down her cheeks freely.

Chapter Two