Monster

Molly:

For the months I have lived with Farrell, I must say that what makes me scared the most is his easy anger switch up. One could be trying to have a civilized conversation with him, and he would get angry without cause. To top it off, he used violence to pacify his anger.

Being held under his hands after a long time seemed very painful, making me wonder if it was the pregnancy or if I had gotten used to him treating me normally up until now.

“I warned you!” He roared, gritting his teeth and clenching his hands more than ever around my neck.

With the little energy embodied in me, I slapped his hands to let me go, but he wouldn’t bulge. The fury that his eyes bore was one that I couldn’t forget easily, and it made me wonder if this was what he did to Maria when she was pregnant.

“Farrell, please." I whimpered as I began to pale out. He gradually loosened his grip on my neck until he let go of me, but then his hand was still curled up in a fist.

The way he looked at me made my hear