That Event

He hit me, He'd finally done it. He's screamed and yelled at me before, but hit, I thought that'd never happen. I called him profanities during a fight, I'd done it before and he just yelled  more, but not this time he slapped me, right accros my face. I thought I'd never speak to him again. I did, why? because I had no choice. What'd I do when this happened? I sat there in the car and cried. I stopped fighting back because I was too afraid of what would happen. This was the moment I knew what true fear was.