She stared up at the late evening sky, trying to contemplate her own future. She couldn’t believe that the two of them, after all these years, had finally reached the end of the road. To him is was all a game, and she had been a willing player, turning a blind eye to the abuse. She kept thinking that this was a phase he was going through, and her method of dealing with it was to believe that it was something that would pass as he matured. And because of that, she treated him, and their relationship, with kid gloves. He’s only human, she figured.
But after a night out guzzling beer after beer with his idiot friends, he would come home and there would be hell to pay. How many times would she let him hit her before she would balk?
She finally got the courage to leave him. Now she was alone for the first time in a long time, but she wasn’t feeling lonely. She was feeling free, and as she watched the stars and the sliver of the moon above her, she had a sense of purity, and some optimism. She was getting a fresh start.
Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt. Photo credit: Jasmin Chew @ Unsplash. Also for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt, where the theme is “the end of the road.” And for these daily prompts: The Daily Spur (game/beer), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (method/figure), MMA Storytime (gloves), Ragtag Daily Prompt (human), Word of the Day Challenge (hit/purity), and Your Daily Word Prompt (balk).