My Messed Up Life

I thought Harry was going to be different... i thought he loved me, all those kisses,hugs,laughs we have shared were all an act? i really love him but i guess he just hates me. Harry abuses me physically and emotionally. He beats me up for a lame reason as if "The Soup is too salty or The laundry is not done". He calls me "Slut, Whore, or he just says i'm fat and ugly. I really love Harry but i don't think i'm going to be able to handle this for the rest of my life.

Completed story!!

*It's under editing.*