Broken by Maria Diaz (black authors fiction .TXT) 📖

him. He toke one last glare before he toke off into a old looking place. What was he doing? I gasped without knowing. He was goign into a bar. Oh god... I felt sick to my stomach. People stared at me as the past. Some even tried to pick and prode at me. When a drunken man came out of the saloon he eyed me and walked toward me.The horse reared in defense almost hitting a drucken man. I grabbed the reins and pulled the horse down. He refused. He reared again, snapping the reins off the post, brakeing them. "Easy stop that!" I yelled. He toke off after the man who had hit me. "Come back!" I yelled and ran after the horse without thought.

Johnathon's POV

I searched the room till my eyes landed on her. "Angela..." I whispered. I walked over to her. "Angela!" I growled in her ear. She stiffened. She turned and stared at me.
"W-what are you doing h-here?" she stuttered. I snatched the drink from her hand and pulled her to her feet. "I'll be asking the questions!" I growled. I pulled her out of the bar but not before I made her drink some water from a cup, getting the alcohol out of her system. "You are so done when I...." My voice trailed off when I opened the front door of the bar to see the both the horse and Theresa were gone. "Dammit!" I yelled. Angela flinched in my grip, bowing her head. She had known she had done wrong. "Where did she go! I am going to..." "She went that way." Said a voice behind me. I
stared at the man before nodding and pulling Angela with me.

Theresa's POV

I am sooo dead! I gripped the horses broken reins and pulled him back in the direction of the town. We were so far. I had chased him a long way. Ugh! We are never goign to get back! I stopped and hopped on the horses back. I dug my heals in and just as we reached town i slid from the horses back. I rounded the corner and saw Johnathon... with Angela dragging behind him. His face was pitch red. "Get over here now!" he ordered. I didnt hesitate. I walked up to him. He yanked me toward him. "What did I tell you!" He growled slappign me hard on my bottom. I winced. "I-I it wasn't my fault! A man hit me and the horse was defending me and toke off after him. I swear!" I stuttered out.
He growled and pulled me and Angela over to the near spooked horse. He lifted me then Anglea then finally himself up. Angela never said one word. We. Were. Dead.

Being sure

Johnathon's POV

"How could you do something like this Angela!" I scolded Angela as I lowered her out of the saddle. She didn't speak at all. "And you!" I growled yanking Theresa down. "Are going to wish you were dead by the time I get done with you!" I growled.

Theresa's POV

"I didn't run off, Sir! well I did but it was only because the horse ran off!" I said loosing my temper. He back handed me across the face making me fall to the ground. Angela came to the rescue. "Johnathon! She is just a child! Leave her alone!" She said pulling Johnathon away. I looked up and watched as he gripped her arm and pulled her into their room. "I'll deal with you later." He growled. "Alexandria!" yelled Johnathon. she came with in seconds Y-yes sir?" She said. "Get her out of my sight!" He growled closeing the door.

Life's defections

Angelas POV

"Johnathon." I said as my husband walked from one side of the room. He slammed his hand down on the desk causeing me to jump. "How could you do something like that! Do you know how embarrassed I was walking in there!" he yelled. I bowed my head, unable to look him in the eye. "I-I'm sorry.. I just have been so stressed out lately. I needed a drink.." I mumbled. "No reason!!And If you were sorry you wouldn't have done it! You know you will not go unpunished." he said softly. I knew this was coming. I closed my eyes and nodded. He went to the dresser, but not before the ship toke off out to sea, and pulled out a dark leather strap. He pulled the wooden chair out and stood staring at me. "Come here and bend over the chair. "Oh Johnathon please! Cant you just... s-s-spank me like you usally do? Please?" I begged. "No. This is way different from you just sassying me." he said pulling me toward him. "Johnathon! No!" I squealed trying to get away from him. He landed a hard slap to my bottom. "Owwwie!" I said
whimpering. He toke this moment the push me over the back of the chair. I tried to get away but he put his hand on the small of my back, holding
me down. "Be still!" he growled. I knew better then to try to fight him. I slumped in the chair as he pulled the hem of my dress up. My eyes widened
and I spun around. "Please Johnathon! You've never whipped me bare!" I whined. "Things change, I will whip you bare or not bare when you diserve
it. right now you do! And you have just tripled it! Now stay still!" he said turning me once more and bending me over the chair. He pulled the hem of
my dress up over my hips, pulling down my undergarments. My face reddened even before he started. By the 30th swat I was crying. I just wanted it to be over. He finally finished the next what felt like 20 and gently pulled me up straight. I was crying hard by that time. And like usual he told me to
go to my corner for 10 minutes. Which was plain agony because I wasn't aloud to rub my brusies.

Johnathons POV

I hated punishing her, but she needed to learn specailly after what she did. I also hated seeing her cry. Seeing Teresa crying only reminded me of Angela crying when we first married a year ago. Sighing I watched Angela as she muffled cries. She gasped when someone knocked on the door. She threw down her dress and sat down. Getting up I rounded the table and went to the door. Outside the door was one of the workers, Dan with the stable boy behind him. "What is it, Dan?" I said iretatedly. "Uh sir this boy says he needs to tell you sometin bout Teresa." he said pushing the boy up in front of him. Dan automatically walked off. "What is it. I paid you." I growled. The boy shook his head. "Its not that, Sir. Bout Teresa. I dint think it's my place but sir, Teresa was telling the truth when she said that Bathium, ma horse, chased that man. He's really protective you see...." "Alright get to the point?" I asked interrupting him. "The man Teresa said hit he was George Nade. He did hit her and Bathium was just defending her." I didn't say anything for a few minutes just stared. Anna keats silence broke out. "umm that's it's, sir. Bye.." he said turning away. "Wait." I said." I'd like to buy that horse of yours. All pay for him and for youto get a new horse and tack." I said walkingto my desk. "oh sir I couldn't. I have done nothing in return to you..." he stuttered. I shook my head. "Doesn't matter, That horse is protective, I've been looking fr a good horse for my wife anyway." I said not missing the sound of Angelas gasp.

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Publication Date: 11-27-2010

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