abuse

Chapter 2.

So far valentines day has been absolutely perfect, my boyfriend loved the surprise, and he bought me the most absolute gorgeous bracelet.

It was the best valentines day I've had in a very long time!

Well, basically that's what I thought.

Jarod and I were laying in bed, and he tried doing stuff with me, being as drunk as I was, I didn't want to do anything sexual. I felt as if he was trying to take advantage of me. I didn't like it all. I tried getting him off me, but he wouldn't stop. He just kept trying and trying. I felt so uncomfortable I just wanted to cry. I pushed him off me and no matter what I did he just wouldn't stop. I slapped him in the face, being drunk and scared.

He started getting aggressive.

He started hitting me and pushing me against the wall.

I ran into the bathroom crying and I locked the door.

I had never been so scared and shaken up in my life.

He was banging on the door and screaming telling me to open the door. I threatened to call the police, but my phone was on the couch.

I didn't know what to do.

He finally got the door open and slammed me into the wall. I fell over and hit my head on the side of the tub, splitting my head open. It knocked me out for a couple of minutes, when I woke up. I was in so much shock.

This can't be happening, it just couldn't happen. He was raping me! I just wanted to go home. I wanted to curl up into a ball, and never leave my room.

When he was done, he laid me into bed, and put me to sleep.

I woke up in the morning, he told me that if I told anyone what had happened the previous night, I wouldn't live to see another day.

I guess my 'perfect' boyfriend, was not as perfect as I thought.