Mr Proud And Mrs Insensitive – Chapter 16

MR. Proud And Mrs. Insensitive

Husband and wife

A romance novel written by : Pamela James

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Chapter 16

Amanda’s p.o.v

He comes in closer, sitting at the end of the bed beside me.

“What is it?” His voice is rushed and I can tell he was concerned for me.

“Not right now… luckily, I managed to get away from him but before I got anyone else involved I was a bit stuck.”

“Did he hurt you?”

“No not really… it was more of an emotional thing than anything. Sure, he was forceful at times but he never hit me, it was more toxic than abusive…”

“Jeez, Amanda, I’m sorry, I didn’t know…”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner… it might have made things better with Cynthia if she knew… I just didn’t want to talk about it… I didn’t want anyone to know.”

“I understand… well, I don’t know how you feel but I can understand you not wanting to talk about it.”

“I just… I need to talk about it, I think… you should know anyway since you are the one helping me get away from it through marriage…”

“What did he do to you?” He asks, his eyes full of worry.

“I… I don’t mean to ask too much but I just… if you want to talk about it, I will listen.”

I nod and give him a weak smile.

“Thanks… thank you.”

I take in and let out a deep breath before saying anything.

I have tried to block these memories from my mind but here I am unpacking them again.

“He was sweet to me, truly he was… most of the time. I just wasn’t ready for the steps he wanted to take. Things started to get bad after he proposed to me and I rejected it because I didn’t want to get married. I would have expected him to be disappointed but he was angry… furious even. He started claiming I was cheating on him and making up things that I never did.” I sighed, taking another breath.

I could see his face, his teeth bared as he screamed at me.

I was as if I had actually stabbed him in the back.

I know it probably hurt him but he turned on me so quickly, it was scary.

“… but, I did love him… I think. Things got better before they turned even worse. He would blame me for things I couldn’t control and get angry with me when I didn’t do what he asked… it didn’t really get to me until one week when he was away on business… I realized how happy I was without him. God, I was so relieved and relaxed and when he came back those feelings went away.” I sighed again.

“I guess I realized then that it just wasn’t good for me to stay in the relationship anymore…”

Micheal doesn’t say anything.

He just looks down at his hands that are folded as he rests his elbows on his knees.

I can tell that he doesn’t like what he hears, but he also knows that he can’t change it.

“So one day, I told him we needed to break up. I told him I couldn’t do it anymore… but he wouldn’t allow it. He told me that we could fix it and that he would change… I, being as naive as I was, believed him. But, of course, he didn’t change and things got even worse. Anytime we had an argument, he would turn it on me. When things didn’t work out for him he would allude to hurting himself, which he had tried before we were even together so everytime he threatened it, I was scared for him.”

I hated that feeling.

Always being on edge for days after he said things like that. I would worry that he would hurt himself or try to ki*ll himself after he told me that he had attempted to in the past.

I know that most of the time he was using that against me, to try to gain my sympathy or keep me with him when things got bad.

“Even when things were good, he would bring up the fact that I tried to leave him and make me feel awful for it. I still kind of do… he really cared about me and I should have put my foot down more… maybe that was my fault…”

“No…” He speaks up.”

I look up from my hands to him and he looks at me.

Tbc