When Love turns sour

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"He isn't the same man I knew"... Actually,you never knew him.
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When I look back now, I keep thinking "What a fool you were Felicity".
"You should have just packed your bags and left his abusing ass" - but no I didn't. I didn't break up with him, I stayed. And that was a mistake that begat more mistakes.
     Almost as if the night took with it,his beastliness. In the morning, He was in tears, begging and pleading for forgiveness.
    "Babe I don't know what came over me. I was just tired but I promise you it won't happen again. You know I love you and I won't do anything to hurt you -not intentionally. Please Fel", he begged.
     The whole day. He begged. He was sorry and I forgived him.
    "Love isn't just perfect,it's imperfectly perfect. I have to be there for him during his ups and downs. can't leave him now cause he was drunk and did things he's not proud of."I thought to myself.
      
     I told him what happened. Told him about my dad. He was ashamed of his actions. He kept apologizing over and over again.
       A week after dad's funeral. I was so down. Parents are one's guardian angels. I lost mine. Both of mine. It was always just us three for as long as I can remember. During birthdays, Thanksgivings and Christmas. No grandparents or relatives from the next town. Just us. Now they're both gone. I'm all alone. If not for Greg, I wouldn't have anybody with me.
     My friends tried to make me hang out with them to cheer me up just like they did when mom died. I turned them down. Greg doesn't want me associating with them and what Greg says, I do.
    

        Greg was so supportive and understanding. The weeks after my dad's funeral were gloomy. I was grief-stricken. He tried to cheer me up,took me out, made me breakfast. He even took a few days off work for me. He was so sweet.
       A letter came in for me. From school. I was worried. I didn't want to quit but I doubted I could catch up with all have missed. The school gave me options, I could join their part time program. I told Greg about it, told him about my fears.
     He offered me the best option. He suggested I quit and then promised to sponsor me through the local college. I thought of it so hard, my mom always told me education is a big deal. She regretted not going to college.
     I did quit. It wasn't as if I was doing so well before. I will just enrol in the local college next year. Greg will help me.
With nothing much to do, I became a full-time home girlfriend. I cleaned after Greg,did all the work around the house. I even redecorated. I was the perfect stay-at-home girlfriend.
       I got bored. After my chores, I do nothing but watch TV and surf the internet. I was bored to tears but whenever I told Greg, he ask me to watch my favorite show and not bitch about doing nothing. I didn't want him to get mad at me so I kept my dammned mouth shut and did just that.
       It was a big relief when Sarah, the only one of my friends I kept in touch with, texted me. She had joined a rock band and had invited me to come and see them play. It was an escape from my boring routine.

    On that Saturday night, I went to their concert in a bar. I had so much fun. They did rock it. And because I was friends with Sarah, I got front  view and I even sat with some other friends of hers while everyone else was standing. It was all gay and fun.

     After the show, the whole band comprising of Ren the lead guitarist, Manny the vocalist, Ted the Keybord guy, Phillip the drummer and Sarah, she plays the electric guitar. Manny and Ted girlfriends were there, I was introduced to them. Two red haired girls. I had sat with them during the show.
     We all moved to a nearby restaurant where we talked and chatted late into the night. I remember having so much fun I lost track of time.

     Phillip and I got talking and he was a great guy with British accent. He had the looks of a rock star with all the gothic thingy though it did look good on him. Knowing I didn't tell Greg where I was going since he wasn't home when I left, I knew I have to start leaving. Phillip offered to drop me and I took him up on his offer.
       
     "Tonight was awesome. You guys rock", I said stepping out of his car.
    "Thanks M'lady", he said giving me a mock bow as he held the car door for me.
With his British accent, he nailed the part.
     "You are a gentleman. Goodnight". I waved at him.
    "Night M'lady", he called out as he drove off.

     When I got in,Greg was at the window. I couldn't see his face from where I was standing.
     "Hey darling" I said moving in for a kiss. I stopped. He had that look. I know that look. The same one he gave me the other night. My heart was thumping in my chest. He's in a bad mood again. Is he going to beat me? Is he going to take it out on me again?.
     A smack across the face brought me back.
      "Have you suddenly gone deaf. I said who was that?" He yelled in my face.
    "He's a friend", my voice trembling.
     He grabbed a handful of my hair, tilted my head up so I could see his face clearly.
     "Oh,you think I'm a fool. I knew it, you've been cheating on me. I go out everyday, work my ass off and you go and cheat on me with that (pointing in the direction where Phillip's car was parked minutes ago). You even have the effrontery to bring him up my driveway."
         "Greg, I wouldn't dare cheat on you", I said through my teeth. His hold on my hair turned more forceful.
   

     That was my undoing. He slapped me so hard I hit the wall and fell on the beanie. My head was pounding and my eyes were spinning. Tears ran down my face. My whole face stung.
     "I'm the liar now uhmm", hitting me .
   "No no". My voice barely a whisper.
     "BITCH".

  He then beat me till I lost my voice and couldn't cry out. He kicked me out of the apartment and left me outside in the hallway. I couldn't move a muscle. I was aching all over.
     I laid there crying. Then it all went black.

                 Author's note.
#saynotoabuse📣.
     
  It takes courage to walk out. It takes courage to speak up. You are strong. Don't sit back and take it.
   I recommend this movie, A Madea family funeral by Tyler Perry. Everyone loves Madea 😋😁. I realize,in some situation,it takes courage to sit back.
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