lonelywolf
04-13-2003, 12:04 AM
14 years ago i finially got a chance to date the guy i had a crush on for so long. i thought he was the best thing that walked this earth. we had grew up togather as friends saw each other all the time well my aunt told me this guy she had working on her boy friends shrimp boat wanted to go out with me after i had come to see her one after noon when she told me i was thrilled it was him 4 days after we were dating i was playing pool in a poolhall he saw me shooting pool with another guy walked up grabbed my arm pulled me out on the street of town and smacked me across the face told me i was "his" i wasnt suppose to be "flirting" with someone else i said all im doing is shootin pool he said ok lets go to talk i figured he was sorry for the smack in public and went with him when we got to where we were going he punched me in the face that was the first black eye broke my left cheek bone afterwards he cried said he was sorry it wouldnt happen again it did over and over for 4 years yes i stayed i thought like the rest of the stories i could change him it got worse he would repeatality rape me which then i didnt think it was rape after 2 years of living togather i found out i was going to have a baby he swore it wasnt his that i had been cheating with a man where i worked becuase this guy saw me sick morings and brought me crackers to ease the moring sickness he acted so happy to find out i was preg. the beats kept going he blackened me from my waist to my knees saying he didnt want " the bastard" i was carring my family had to bring us food are pay the rent he wouldnt work becuase he wanted to keep the eye on me 24/7 when my family stopped helping he would beat me more saying i was like my mother calling me a "n. lover" i wont say the word but my mother is married interracially" after all the beatins he would say he wanted to find his bio father he hadnt seen since he was a boy i found his bio family his aunt and he talked to his father his aunt came down to meet him for the first time i didnt know then that she was a crack smoker they had me going out late nights stopping along the dark roads places i wouldnt go during the day after her visits the abuse got worse it went from hittings to verbal my daughtor was 2 years old he went out the front door i went out the back door i ran like hell and im not ashamed to say it now i ran to the only place i knew i could run my dad he kept me hid because him and his family were calling me houndin to go back he even started walking the street carring a BIBLE tring to make me come back it got so bad that my dad told them he put me on a plane to get away because they wouldnt leave me along they asked where my daughtor was my dad said he had her they called child protective service on my dad saying he was a drunk "my dad dont drink" and that my daughtor had fell against the wood stove and been burnt i felt like a vampire i was only able to feel free at night and had to hide during the day i was told to go to the courthouse and get papers out on him and his family to make them leave me alone my dads friend was a cheif of police in the town we lived in he listened to the phone calls i was receivin i told them all i wanted was my clothes and the babys things he told me if i went back to the house he would blow it up with me and the baby in it like his sister had had a house blown up thank God our friend was listen he went with me and got 7 warrents out on this guy when he got the warrents he got on a bus and left back to his home town ina another state i have been away from him 8 years now and my daughtor is 10 years old now he hasnt seen her are spoke to her since she was 3 years old he went from drinking to smoking pot to smoking crack cocain and im thankful i got out of that relationship i have flash backs alot and with help talking to others that have been through what i went through and the strength of the man im with now he has me where i can hold my head up and respect myself again things that this person took from me..