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Mistaken
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Everything I've ever known in a relationship was fighting, abuse, name-calling, etc. That's practically what my boyfriend, Robert and I's relationship was. I had bruises left from where he'd hit me more than several times. There was days where'd I would feel like I'd throw him through hell, and others I would just like to cuddle up in his arms and never leave.
He was the only person I felt safe with yet scared for my life with. He understood me when no one else could.
We fight constantly about little things that the normal couple wouldn't. Most people would end the relationship, but we just can't. We've tried multiple times, but somehow we always end up back together.
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"Robert how could you?" I asked a tear running down my cheek.
We were standing in the school parking lot with a whole audience watching every move we would make.
"Oh for goodness sakes quit being a baby and grow up. You've know I've been doing this so why get mad now?" He said. His words stung my ears and my heart making me wince.
"Because I can't take it anymore. I think we should end the relationship for good!" I said with my shaky voice.
His hand came in contact with my cheek as I finished the word 'good'. I held my cheek for what seemed like forever. I couldn't process anything that was going on. My mind just drew a blank and then I heard a loud crash.
I came back into reality. Robert was lying on the ground unconscious. His nose was beginning to bleed more and more until all I saw was blood.
