"Kirk please, please don't do this to me" I screamed begging my boyfriend not to hit me again.
"I'm sick of your shit!" he yelled while slamming my head against the wall.
"I'm sorry! please stop" I continued pleading for my life.
"Mommy!!" my daughter screamed.
"Baby, ....daddy is just helping mommy get up, that's all, go back in your room" Kirk lied.
"Come here Melanie! come to mommy" I cried, knowing Kirk wouldn't hit me in front of her.
He grunted and rose up, walking out of the room.
Melanie came running into my arms looking terrified.
"It's ok Mel, mommy is going to protect you, I promise" I said covering my swollen eye.
I know you're all feeling sorry for me, but don't, I chose this life for myself.
I'm Rachii (Rocky) Anye (a-ni) Pace. Weird name huh, but it has a special meaning. My father is full Cherokee Indian and my mother is Haitian, Hitiku tribe to be exact. Rachii stands for precious in Cherokee and Anye stands for anointing in Hitiku. I'm 23 years old, 5'2, warm brown bronze skin, with jet black weird wavy hair. I consider myself thumpy but others love my shape, I have no boobs , A' cupped, a small waist thick thighs and a round rump. I guess I'm ok tho.
Melanie is my 3 year old daughter. Kirk is not her biological father but he has been in her life since she was a few months old. My baby looks just like her real dad, whose name I'd rather not mention at this time, she has long curly hair, bright sun kissed skin, and eyes that will melt your heart. She reminds me soo much of my father the late Melvin Arteece Pace. I named her after him, Melanie Arneece Pace.
My father was murdered my senior year of high school and no one was ever brought to justice. My father was my everything and I was his, I have a younger brother but they were no where near as close as he and I. It really broke my heart when he died but most of all it made me pursue a career in Criminal Justice. After I graduated high school I went on to college and got my Bachelors in Social Sciences.
I met Kirk when I began working in the crime lab in Dallas as a forensic analyzer. He was the "boss man" I guess you can say. He was the sweetest most easy going guy ever, nowhere near the demon he is today! We began dating and he accepted Melanie into his life and we became a family. I was only 21 when we met and he was 28. He was filthy rich and very determined, he even offered to put me through grad school but I declined due to my ego. Our relationship was beautiful.
Kirk turned into a monster over night! One day we were vacationing in Tahiti and the next, we were fighting like dogs! I knew at that moment I had to get Melanie away from him. Kirk became super jealous and demanding, I couldn't work out in gyms, go out alone, or take trips! I wasn't happy at all. Yes I am a fool for staying but I'm not a damn fool! I've been secretly putting away money for Mel and I to finally leave Kirk, but I have to make sure we are good and set before I can. I have another car and house waiting for me in Baton Rouge now I'm just waiting to get this job there but I have to do everything over the phone because Kirk won't let me leave out of state, he thinks he owns me, but boy do I have a trick for him!
I can't put my child through this any longer!
