Why Do I Let Him Do This To Me?

I clung to the pillow he slept on the night before as a new wave of tears overtook me. Jake, I thought his name in my head as if I were calling to him. The doorbell rang and I pushed myself off my bed to answer it. I wiped the tears of my face and opened the door.

"Kelly?" Jake's voice ripped through my head and pain swelled my heart.

"What are you doing here Jake?" I asked him, feeling dead inside.

I looked up at his face and found a restless night written all over it.

"Kelly. I was so stupid I didn't mean to," he trailed off and fiddled with his fingers, nervous.

"Didn't mean to what? Dump me for a girl to give you a lap dance?" I asked anger flowing through my veins.

"Kelly," he whispered my name and all my anger disappeared.

"I'm sorry," I wiped a fresh tear off my cheek.

"I love you Kelly," he wrapped me in a hug and I felt shame rise in my face. Why did you take him back, I asked myself silently. You know he always cheats on you, and will never truly love you, I thought to myself.

"Kelly, this is the last time. I swear!" he whispered and pressed his lips to mine harshly. I ignored my gut feeling to dump him and let him kiss my neck.
I wrapped my arms around him and let him start to peel my clothes off.

Why do I let him do this to me? I asked myself silently.
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I know it's short but it was an article my friend wanted me to publish on Buzzle. I was going to make it into a long story but decided this was better. This is dedicated to my friend. I know it isn't my best work but - yeah.