Enough

She was afraid to look in the mirror, not knowing
exactly what she would see.
She always told herself that "this would never happen to me, I know when to end a relationship"
but she was trap in his web of lies, the I love yous and the I'm sorry baby it wont happen again but it did. It happen several time again. She knew she had to get out of this life, this isn't what she had planned. She wanted to be a lawyer but pushed all of that aside to be with him. Now shes stuck in this small town as a waitress and an abusive boyfriend. Every now and then she would get up the courage to walk away but time and time again she would talk herself out of it.
With every hit she took to her face she tried to convince herself that it was her fault. She should have had his dinner ready for him or the house should have been clean. She always wonder what she could have done to make his life better not hers. She always went out of her way to be the perfect girlfriend but it always seem to turn out the same way.
Her lying on the floor with not only a black eye but a bruised heart.
And after every time he would hit her there would be jewelry or flowers waiting for her
when she woke up.
"See he really does love me" she told her friend "It was my fault I should have had dinner on the table before he got home"
She stood there in the bathroom staring at the reflection of the person she never thought she would be.
And at that moment when she examined the bruises on her face and thought of her parents relationship and the fact that her father never hurt her mother. That was the moment she snapped out of it.
That was the moment she realized she didn't have to live like this
That was the moment where she had ENOUGH