ok so this is a story im working on wanna give me some feed back please?
"Hit me.” She says looking at a man sitting on the corner of their mattress in their small master bed room. He has dark hair and dark loving eyes. When his face is shaved, you can see he resembles Tom Cruise.
“No.” He replies looking into her eyes with confusion.
“Hit me.” She commands with more authority in her voice than she had before. He stands from his position on the bed and takes a step toward the woman.
“I can not do that. Why do you want me to hit you?” He reaches for her wrists hanging by her side as he continues. “Bella? Are you ok ? Did something go wrong at your mothers house ?” Bella pulls her wrists away and takes a step back as she looks down from his face she can not look at his face.
“Why can’t you just do as I ask and hit me?” She lowers her voice to almost a whisper. Her head raises and she makes eye contact. His eyes are filled with confusion, worry, love, and the compassion that no one has ever show to her as much as he has. She quickly looks away she can not force herself to see how much this is hurting him. He takes another step toward Bella. Her head hangs down letting her long dark brown bangs become a curtain to her face. He reaches out his hand and gently places his thumb on her chin and his fingers beneath the bone and lifts her face to look at him.
“ Because I love you Bell.” He says it with such certainty she takes a step back and studies his face. He’s not lying she knew it before he told her. She doesn’t understand why its shocked her so much at this very moment but it did. She looks into the face of the man that she loves and loves her in return. She couldn’t ask him again, she could see that it would kill him if he ever thought about raising his hand to her. She looks away.
“ Fine.” She whispers. “ I’ll do it myself.” She turns and walks out of the room. He follows her to the living room. He can not let the woman he loves get harmed when he could very well prevent it. She stops abruptly in front of the mirror above the couch raises her hand and smacks it to the side of her face. The force from the hit makes tears swell in her eyes.
The man grabs her and pulls her to him just before her open hand goes back to strike again. She struggles to get free, but she can not. The tears swell in her eyes as she tries to push and pull her way out of the arms restraining her. She slowly becomes weak and she lets her legs give out. He lowers to the floor with her letting his restraint fall away. She begins to sob. Sounds with her tears, they can now be heard.
She reaches out for him and buries her head in his shoulder. He wraps his arms around her and tries to comfort her with the embrace she is longing for. He runs his fingers through her hair, and every so subtly rocks from side to side. Slowly putting his wife Bella to sleep.
