The First Boy

My Worst Nightmare

One year and counting, I didn't think I would be with the boy of my dreams and am really glad that I made that choice to be with him.
Seeing him around and being scared to talk to him even though I knew him for a long while I was scared to say hi to him and then we started to communicate with each other a lot and we talked every other day, He was the perfect guy that I had ever been with and I thank God every day for him, I remember one day while we're talking and he asked me out I was so excited the bad thing was that he was living in Jamaica and still is but somehow we made it work. Keith made me smile when no other one could just to hear his voice it make my day.
My last relationship was awful being with a guy who abuse me whenever I refuse to do what he want but I taught that it was love and no one was there to let me know that he don't love me, he would hit me when ever I don't pick up the phone when he calls or if am out with friends for too long and I was scared to leave because I know what he is capable of doing and I was in shock for my life so I have to deal with his name calling and abuse for 9 months and my Bestfriend didn't care that he was hurting me she only cared about his money that I was getting and that made me think. When things started to get real that's when she stepped on ad spoke but that didn't help he hit me more and he slapped me against the wall and kick me while calling me worthless I was determine to leave but I couldn't because deep down inside I loved him and I taught that he loved me that's why he was doing what he was doing and after all of that he would apologize for doing it and I would forgive him while wiping my blood off the tile. I cried that night hoping that someone would come and save me from this monster that I was having a relationship with. But later that night he went out with friends and I ended up sneaking out to got to a party with my friend we arrived at the party and we're drinking having fun until I saw this dark skin guy with beautiful Brown eyes at the bar drinking and I went over to the bar pretending like am getting another drink and he turned to me and said good night I was really nervous that he was talking and I didn't know what to say to him in my mind I was thinking about how he would treat me if we dated wow am way ahead of myself, but before I could answer him there was a pull and a slap to the face I fell to the ground trying not to look up at him he called me a slut and asked what am doing here and that I should get up and go home, before we Left there was a loud shout and when I turn there was Mark and Paul going head to head about what have happened I was in pain ad shock that I didn't know what to do but to watch. The cops arrived a couple minutes later and took Paul down to the police station and charge him with abuse and disruption and he spent 5days in jail and those days were the best I have ever had, within those days I started to hang with Mark more and more until I had feelings for him. My best friend didn't like how close I was with Mark and she went and visit Paul and told him everything by this time he was furious and couldn't wait to get out. When I heard that he was out I had to cut Mark off but he didn't want that he wanted to be with me and I wanted him but the monster was keeping us away from each other..
Today is the day Paul got out and the first thing he did was call me and told me to come to him house Now! I was scared I didn't know what to expect when I arrived there,when I got there and he open the door my body was suddenly slammed against the wall and all I could hear was Who were you with? You are a whore! I hate you! And I push unto the coach crying, he stood there looking at me laughing I got up and tried to leave but he held m back and told me it ain't over until he said it's over and that's where all my fear came rushing around my body because at this point if I stay with this man I could lose my life all because he won't let me leave.