My Evil Husband by Sweet Mia

Anna POV

I reached home and got out of the car and walked inside the house.

I am very happy today because after so many years I got the light in my dark life.

Someone will be here to love me and I will love them unconditionally.

It was almost evening so after washing my hands, I prepared dinner.

After preparing it, I sat on the sofa and waited for him.

I was also thinking that how I will tell him.

Will his reaction be happy. Many reactions are roaming inside my head.

I touched my stomach and promised my babies that I will not let anything happen to them.

I will protect them even if I have to sacrifice myself.

If I think clearly then I am very young to have a baby.

I don't even know what to do in this pregnancy.

No one ever told me. I have to ask for help.

Maybe if I call mom, she will be happy to know that she is going to become a grandmother. Right.

But she told me she doesn't want to see my face ever again.

And she hates me so much that she even cursed me.

That thought made me sad. Now that I got to know that I am pregnant.

I can't even think like that for my babies.

I just pray for God that please God my babies fate won't be like me.

I just want God to give them all the happiness even if he has to take mine.

If babies would be happy then I can finally die in peace.

But the biggest challenge here is to tell him about my pregnancy.

I wake up from my dream world when I heard the sound of the gate opening.

There he was in an angry mood. God, please help me.

I walked toward him and pecked his lips and said "Welcome Back husband"

He kissed me for a few seconds then left me.

He went upstairs to his room and I followed him.

He sat on the bed and I removed his shoes and tie.

He pulled me toward him and put his face in my neck and take a deep breath.

It's making me feel uncomfortable as he was breathing on my neck.

But I didn't do anything except standing there.

Then left me and walked into the shower without saying anything.

I sighed in relief and went downstairs to bring his dinner from the kitchen to the dining room.

He came wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt. His hair was wet.

Now he is looking calm. He sat on his chair and I served him his food.

When he finished he passed me his plate and I ate whatever was left in it. Which was almost nothing?

My stomach grumbled and I patted it slowly. He went to his room.

My babies are hungry and I can't even feed them.

I don't deserve it. My babies don't deserve it.

What kind of mother I will be if I can't even feed my child.

When I finished it, I walked into the kitchen to wash it.

After cleaning the dishes, I went upstairs to my room.

I opened the room and take a deep breath and went inside.

He was sitting on the bed scrolling something on his phone.

I went toward him and said "I have to tell you something"

He looked up at me and said "yes"

"So I have been feeling sick and tired from the last three days. So I went to the doctor and she said that I am pregnant" I told me with a small smile

He looked at me in shock. And I thought he will hug me but what he did next shook me to the core.

He slapped me and I fell on the bed. I placed my hand on the cheek and tears started to fall from my eyes.

"Whose child is this, you whore." He yelled at me.

I gasped. How can he think like this? It's his baby.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me from the bed and again yelled "Tell me you slut.

"It's your baby. I swear" I sobbed but he grabbed my head and banged it on the wall.

I screamed and felt dizzy. God he is going to kill me. Please help my babies God.

I can feel something warm on my head and it's flowing.

I touched it and saw that it was my blood.

"I swear to God that it's your babies. You are my husband. I never cheated on you. I never let anyone touch me. Please believe me" I sobbed

I can't believe that I am justifying my character. I never let anyone touch.

He is my first in everything. I even never let anyone hug me.

And here my husband thinks that that I can't even complete it.

"I don't believe a slut like you. I want a DNA test. We will go to the doctor whom you visited." He told me angrily.

I don't have any other choice. I nodded and told him okay.

He grabbed me and pushed me on the bed and said "Now I am gonna show you how I treat a slut like you"

He ripped my clothes and again raped me brutally

Not even caring that he is hurting me. First emotionally and physically and now sexually.

But all I can do was say to God that don't harm my babies.

When he finished, he laid on the bed.

As always I waited for him to sleep. When he falls asleep, I got up with difficulty and limped to the bathroom.

I looked myself in the mirror and saw that the blood is flowing to my face from my head.

I cleaned it with antiseptic and hissed in pain.

After cleaning it, I apply some bandage on it.

And take a shower carefully going the wound.

I dry myself and wear my nightdress.

I walked out of the bathroom and laid on the bed.

And that night I didn't sleep even for a minute because all I think were his words.

They were repeating in my mind and didn't let me sleep.

Did he really think of me a slut? I am not I know that.

And here I was thinking that he will love me, take care of me and won't hit me.

But in reality, he didn't even accept his babies.

Authors Note.

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