I listened to what my mother said , but not even a year later I fell in love with a guy named Jake lakeheart. He was every girls dream. He had the perfect eyes, the perfect body, and the perfect lips. But I failed to realize was that he had a really bad personality & was abusive. I didn't realize that til after I got with him. At first it was all nice & romantic, but once I didn't do something the way he wanted it done he flipped shit. He choked me, punched me, an threatened to kill me...I was terrified for my life. A part of me wanted to leave and never go back but a part of me wanted to stay...it was like I grew attached to him an I didn't want to lose him. I was in love with a psychopath. My mom saw the marks on my body an wanted to call the cops on Jake but I told her it was just from late night rough sex or I was being clumsy and I got my self hurt. It was funny that she believed it. But hey as long as Jake was okay I was too.
