Jeanette’s Pov
_Flashback_
After hours upon hours of assault on my body and mind my devil of an husband finally fell asleep I climbed out of the bed as quietly as possible making sure not to wake him up I covered my shaking body with a blanket and went into the washroom I looked into the mirror my eyes were filled with tears that were glistered with the pain and weakness that I thought I had left behind.
I let the blanket slide off my body and stepped into the shower as cold water touched my body. I started crying uncontrollably. I closed my mouth with my hands so that the sound of my screams don’t wake up the devil outside.
_Flashback ends_
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“You see when I started doing modeling I was forced to quit my job because I didn’t have enough time and it’s not like I could hav
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_I held my stomach as I tried to control my laughter. I was sitting in the park with Ryan drinking coffee and listening to his tales about helping people UNlove each other.“So what did you do then?” I asked.“I ran, obviously they were behaving like I was the one who broke their relationship even though she came to measking for help” Ryan said.“Wow do you think they are still together?”“Of course not I found out later on that they broke up like a month later and after a while they got married to different people she ended up divorcing the first guy she married and got married again”“Wow that’s crazy”“Some love stories are just not worth fighting for it’s just how the world works I guess”“Is that why you help people to fall out of love?”
Emily’s Pov People often say desperate times calls for desperate measures but that doesn’t necessarily mean that you end up doing something stupid but when someone like Jeanette who has been through constant abuse decides to change her life forever suddenly all bets are off. I could clearly see a weird sense of glee on Jeanette’s face as she narrated the rest of the story. Jeanette’s Pov “It’s strange but being tortured, raped and abused wasn’t what made me hate my husband the most in fact all those times I would ask myself why do I suffer through all this only to realize much later that no matter what he does at the end of the day he was my husband and I loved him, perhaps in a weird Stockholm syndrome kind of way but I did love him and that was a fact. It took
Emily’s Pov“Even though in the heat of the moment I said I will show everyone that I was better than Jill but the truth was in no way was I even moderately similar to her. She was better in absolutely everything. She was rich, famous, gorgeous, had a stable career and now she also had my husband by her side. I was a homeless, almost divorced waitress, who stays with a guy she barely knows because she has absolutely no one else. How could I even begin to feel better than her? But I was too angry to care so I decided to bust my ass off and make myself better”***_Flashback_“The things that make Jill who she is are her money, her looks and her fame. Now it would take me a lifetime to make as much money as her. But maybe if I try I could get fame and her look
She stood in front of a crowd with dried up tears in her eyes…..her eyes that were said to be the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world with long luscious looking eyelashes, well rounded and stretched out and most importantly blessed with a pair of red pupils. As she pushed back her luscious red hair behind her ears I looked at the side to spot another pair of eyes that was fixed on her without blinking. Everyone in that courtroom believed that she was innocent but no one was going to oppose while she would be punished for a crime she never did………..I looked down and fiddled with my fingers, unable to watch the further proceedings.But………changing my world around 3 words suddenly resounded in that room.“I am GUILTY”
Somewhere in New YorkEmily’s PovI Un-Love you words that are better said than done. I looked through the window as my taxi drove at full speed. The Christmas lights from outside looked blurry through my eyes filled with tears, I closed my eyes as a final attempt to compose myself only to realize that it just helped my mind to flash his images over and over again. As my destination approached I pulled out my glasses, wiped my tears and tied up my hair in a messy bun. After taking a deep breath I got out of the taxi.“Whoa you looked messed up” my co-worker said.“Not now Jack, don’t you think I know how I look?”I said as I took out my camera.“Let’s just get this over with”***I looked at the well-lit stage and then around the room filled with people who were all well dressed up and had broad smiles on their faces. I couldn't help but won
Jeanette’s PovIt was just another day in my life. I could feel my own dried up blood on my skin as I struggled to open my eyes. My aching body was not doing me any favors and the cold tiles of my kitchen floor weren't making the situation any better. I heard his footsteps coming towards me. I tried to crawl away but it was too late…..“Jeanette” I heard Ryan’s voice and I opened my eyes.“You okay?” Ryan asked.“Ya I was just……thinking”“There is someone here to meet you”“I will be out in a few minutes”Some painful memories are better forgotten but some painful memories are to be remembered over and over again until it stops to sting. Unfortunately most of my memories are of the second type but don’t get me wrong I am not complaining at all because it made me who I am today so it was a blessing in disguise.
Jeanette’s Pov“People say marriage is the union of two souls but for my family it was nothing more than a business deal. For years our family hadn’t seen a love marriage. My grandparent's wedding was a business deal so were my parents and they didn’t see any reason why my marriage should be any different. I remember sitting in my room all dressed up as a bride hoping for love in a loveless union I was naïve enough to think that a person who was marrying me as part of a deal would actually fall in love with me I don’t know why I thought he would be different than my abusive father”I paused for a moment to control my tears.“What followed after the wedding was years upon years of abuse he assaulted me physically mentally sexually and for a better part of that relationship I didn't say a word in objection how could I he was my husband after all”_Flashback_
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_“What the hell you spilled coffee all over me, I have an important presentation in a few hours. What the hell am I supposed to do?” I screamed in anger.“I am extremely sorry I really didn’t mean to do that”My expression softened after hearing his apology. I looked into his eyes and realized he was actually sorry.“Let me please make it up to you, let's go to the nearby store and get you a new pair of clothes and I will pay” He offered.“No it’s okay really…..”“Come on I insist”“Okay fine”_Flashback ends_“Usually I would have said no but there was something about him that didn’t let me refuse I mean there was strange sense of safety when I was around Ryan”
Emily’s Pov“Even though in the heat of the moment I said I will show everyone that I was better than Jill but the truth was in no way was I even moderately similar to her. She was better in absolutely everything. She was rich, famous, gorgeous, had a stable career and now she also had my husband by her side. I was a homeless, almost divorced waitress, who stays with a guy she barely knows because she has absolutely no one else. How could I even begin to feel better than her? But I was too angry to care so I decided to bust my ass off and make myself better”***_Flashback_“The things that make Jill who she is are her money, her looks and her fame. Now it would take me a lifetime to make as much money as her. But maybe if I try I could get fame and her look
Emily’s Pov People often say desperate times calls for desperate measures but that doesn’t necessarily mean that you end up doing something stupid but when someone like Jeanette who has been through constant abuse decides to change her life forever suddenly all bets are off. I could clearly see a weird sense of glee on Jeanette’s face as she narrated the rest of the story. Jeanette’s Pov “It’s strange but being tortured, raped and abused wasn’t what made me hate my husband the most in fact all those times I would ask myself why do I suffer through all this only to realize much later that no matter what he does at the end of the day he was my husband and I loved him, perhaps in a weird Stockholm syndrome kind of way but I did love him and that was a fact. It took
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_I held my stomach as I tried to control my laughter. I was sitting in the park with Ryan drinking coffee and listening to his tales about helping people UNlove each other.“So what did you do then?” I asked.“I ran, obviously they were behaving like I was the one who broke their relationship even though she came to measking for help” Ryan said.“Wow do you think they are still together?”“Of course not I found out later on that they broke up like a month later and after a while they got married to different people she ended up divorcing the first guy she married and got married again”“Wow that’s crazy”“Some love stories are just not worth fighting for it’s just how the world works I guess”“Is that why you help people to fall out of love?”
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_After hours upon hours of assault on my body and mind my devil of an husband finally fell asleep I climbed out of the bed as quietly as possible making sure not to wake him up I covered my shaking body with a blanket and went into the washroom I looked into the mirror my eyes were filled with tears that were glistered with the pain and weakness that I thought I had left behind.I let the blanket slide off my body and stepped into the shower as cold water touched my body. I started crying uncontrollably. I closed my mouth with my hands so that the sound of my screams don’t wake up the devil outside._Flashback ends_***“You see when I started doing modeling I was forced to quit my job because I didn’t have enough time and it’s not like I could hav
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_“What the hell you spilled coffee all over me, I have an important presentation in a few hours. What the hell am I supposed to do?” I screamed in anger.“I am extremely sorry I really didn’t mean to do that”My expression softened after hearing his apology. I looked into his eyes and realized he was actually sorry.“Let me please make it up to you, let's go to the nearby store and get you a new pair of clothes and I will pay” He offered.“No it’s okay really…..”“Come on I insist”“Okay fine”_Flashback ends_“Usually I would have said no but there was something about him that didn’t let me refuse I mean there was strange sense of safety when I was around Ryan”
Jeanette’s Pov“People say marriage is the union of two souls but for my family it was nothing more than a business deal. For years our family hadn’t seen a love marriage. My grandparent's wedding was a business deal so were my parents and they didn’t see any reason why my marriage should be any different. I remember sitting in my room all dressed up as a bride hoping for love in a loveless union I was naïve enough to think that a person who was marrying me as part of a deal would actually fall in love with me I don’t know why I thought he would be different than my abusive father”I paused for a moment to control my tears.“What followed after the wedding was years upon years of abuse he assaulted me physically mentally sexually and for a better part of that relationship I didn't say a word in objection how could I he was my husband after all”_Flashback_
Jeanette’s PovIt was just another day in my life. I could feel my own dried up blood on my skin as I struggled to open my eyes. My aching body was not doing me any favors and the cold tiles of my kitchen floor weren't making the situation any better. I heard his footsteps coming towards me. I tried to crawl away but it was too late…..“Jeanette” I heard Ryan’s voice and I opened my eyes.“You okay?” Ryan asked.“Ya I was just……thinking”“There is someone here to meet you”“I will be out in a few minutes”Some painful memories are better forgotten but some painful memories are to be remembered over and over again until it stops to sting. Unfortunately most of my memories are of the second type but don’t get me wrong I am not complaining at all because it made me who I am today so it was a blessing in disguise.
Somewhere in New YorkEmily’s PovI Un-Love you words that are better said than done. I looked through the window as my taxi drove at full speed. The Christmas lights from outside looked blurry through my eyes filled with tears, I closed my eyes as a final attempt to compose myself only to realize that it just helped my mind to flash his images over and over again. As my destination approached I pulled out my glasses, wiped my tears and tied up my hair in a messy bun. After taking a deep breath I got out of the taxi.“Whoa you looked messed up” my co-worker said.“Not now Jack, don’t you think I know how I look?”I said as I took out my camera.“Let’s just get this over with”***I looked at the well-lit stage and then around the room filled with people who were all well dressed up and had broad smiles on their faces. I couldn't help but won
She stood in front of a crowd with dried up tears in her eyes…..her eyes that were said to be the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world with long luscious looking eyelashes, well rounded and stretched out and most importantly blessed with a pair of red pupils. As she pushed back her luscious red hair behind her ears I looked at the side to spot another pair of eyes that was fixed on her without blinking. Everyone in that courtroom believed that she was innocent but no one was going to oppose while she would be punished for a crime she never did………..I looked down and fiddled with my fingers, unable to watch the further proceedings.But………changing my world around 3 words suddenly resounded in that room.“I am GUILTY”