2 years later I had another baby. He was a baby boy. Even if I didn't have him willingly I still love him.
When we got together again. The first couple of months I was great. The abuse stoped and we were actually a happy family. Then his friends started to spread lies about me. They started saying that I was sleeping with other guy, and being a slut. Then the one day he went to far.
He grabed a bat and started hitting me with. He then went to grab a knife and tried to stab me. I was fighting back. I grabbed the knife with my hand and cut my finger. My child were watching this unfold and he didn't care. He then realized what he did and ran away. I haven't seen him since.
