The day I got drafted on a male major league baseball team and signing my contract with the Milwaukee Brewers *Three years ago*
"Your a fucking joke."
"How am I the joke Jake how" I scream back
" do you know how funny this shit is gonna be when you fail and no one cares because your a nobody anyways" my Boyfriend Jake says spitting in my face
I'm starting to regret signing with the baseball team. Now seeing the bigger picture I'm not good enough to play with a Major League Team.
"Why don't you fucking pack your bags and come but the sloppy little bitch you are and come to California with me"
Jake shortly after me got called up as well playing for the dodgers
Something in my body is telling me I need to stay and fail to know my doors will be closed if i fail
but will be open till it does
" I can't Jake" he laughs in my face and pushes me into the wall where I try to catch my fall with my hands to only stub my ring and pinky fingers
I slide down the fall and cry in pain grabbing my fingers
" oh and do my a favor act like you don't fucking know me out there because I don't want my name being wrecked from some low life like yourself" he yells from the bedroom
"I'm leaving be home when I'm off next have fun with that dream of yours and you should probably get those fingers looked at " Jake says slamming the door to are shared apartment
* two years ago *
"I can make your life so much easier if you'd just give up already I mean look at your stats they are a mess. Yikes. You can still be apart of baseball by watching me play and you can just think of it as a coaching job "
"But This is the first year I'm actually playing more then once a week come on be happy for me " I say cutting up the carrots I needed for our side salad
"You stupid bitch " he says slamming his hands on the table scaring me with the knife in my hand still I cut the side of my thumb " fuck " I say to myself
Looking up Jake has ran off to the bedroom with a slam of the door I grab a towel and drive myself to what I would call a second home the er
Jake is very physical with his mind he has what he wants in mind and won't care what he does to make it happen
Even if it's hurting the one he cares for... "cares for"
*two years ago *
"Stop putting your job before your relationship Ellie I want you at my next game or else I'll fuck some other groupie next chance I get " he yells at me through the phone
" okay I'll talk to my coach " and with that he hangs up
I have to once again ask to miss a game to be some fan for my boyfriends career
There has been multiple times he cheated on me for a groupie being he didn't care, I didn't show up, he's been bored you name it and the mental pain that he puts me through telling me about every detail that they did makes me wish he was hurting me physically instead
*last month *
" I need your help." I say to Orlando
We meet for lunch that day, me worrying him with how important it was we met
"What's wrong" he says seeing it in my eyes
"Jake has physically and mentally abused me for the past 3 years of our relationship" I say tears coming at the words finally speaking the truth out-loud
"We all know" he blurts out "what who how" I say suddenly very embarrassed
" we seen you and hear the way he treats you, the team and I put two and two together and we just know okay" Orlando says
"I want to move out and away from him"
"And that's where I can come in help" he says "well Yes " I say scared he might not wanna
"You can move in with me and Piña we have two open rooms, ya know till your safe and ready to be on your own"
"He's gonna Lose it when I'm gone Orlando "
"And that's why you have us so first thing is moving you out fast when he's gone on a series and then to change your number "
"Thank you"
