I didn’t know where else to go, so I went back to him.

#BIPOC story: Because of the age difference, we were always hiding, we would stay at hotels and fuck around in rented hottubs, cars, or friends rooms who weren’t home This time we were in an airbnb I dont know why we started arguing I dont think it matters but I remember he slapped me so hard while we were having sex it broke something in me And I slapped him back because he told me to, but it wasn’t hard enough, and he just slapped me harder Somehow we were on the streets of the city, I think because the airbnb homeowners were there and I didn’t want them to hear us fight I was following him in my car, on the streets, crying and begging As he cursed me and tried to leave Finally we caught up with each other, he had my iPhone and stomped it into the sidewalk I jumped out the car and got in his face Next thing I remember he was just hitting me and hitting me in the face, it was so bad I fell to the floor and tried to crawl away on someone’s lawn My voice croaked, I screamed for help He stopped Somehow we were back in the car and back at the airbnb There were no words to be said No more tears And there we were having sex again, or I was being used For hours until we stopped and when I looked in the mirror I had a bloody lip and swollen face And a broken iPhone I was like 18, I didn’t know how I could go home and show my face So we spent another night together, somewhere