Darkwolf12
Star
- Joined
- Nov 16, 2012
- Location
- USA
"Please stop, Ron...You've had enough." Luna wrapped her hands around her boyfriend's arm, tugging gently on it causing his fogged eyes to shoot open. The man slamming down his can of beer. "Don't fucking lay your hands on me unless I say so." He snapped, shoving the girl off of him. Luna was gorgeous, simply beautiful. Blonde hair that cascaded down her back till about mid way, dark blue eyes of azure, plump red lips, not to mention her model body. Toned stomach, firm rear, tanned skin; Luna was a prize to say the least. A prize only suitable for certain people, this man not being one.
"I'm sorry." The blonde muttered out, a little bit too soft for the drunken male to hear. "What was that?" He snarled angrily, moving to stand up. His actions making Luna back up on instinct. "I said I'm sorry!" The shout only enraged the man more, his fist clenched as he shoved her once more. "Don't you ever fucking yell at me, do not even look at me, you ugly bitch."
It'd been about two months since the couple had met, Luna knowing by the second date he was bad news; ready to break off their get togethers completely. This didn't smooth over so nicely with Ron though, the man taking her home later that night to the beating of her life, declaring her as his and only his. Things only went down hill from that point. Daily beatings becoming a normal occurrence, just as the bruises and small cuts did.
"I'm sorry." The blonde muttered out, a little bit too soft for the drunken male to hear. "What was that?" He snarled angrily, moving to stand up. His actions making Luna back up on instinct. "I said I'm sorry!" The shout only enraged the man more, his fist clenched as he shoved her once more. "Don't you ever fucking yell at me, do not even look at me, you ugly bitch."
It'd been about two months since the couple had met, Luna knowing by the second date he was bad news; ready to break off their get togethers completely. This didn't smooth over so nicely with Ron though, the man taking her home later that night to the beating of her life, declaring her as his and only his. Things only went down hill from that point. Daily beatings becoming a normal occurrence, just as the bruises and small cuts did.