Domestic Violence Story Chapter Two
Domestic Violence Story - Chapter Two
Things seemed to calm down, and he even "allowed" my friends to come over to our place for the first time in the 6 months we had been living together. I wanted things to go so well, I worked very hard to get the food and drinks ready and cleaned diligently.
My boyfriend was a recovering alcoholic and was clean and sober for 7 years. When my friends arrived, I served the drinks. He said he didn't want one, but I said it was okay for him to have just one. I didn't want him to feel awkward or left out.
Okay, you get it, right? That's where I messed up. And having no previous knowledge of what a serious alcoholic was about and thought having a couple drinks wouldn't be such a big deal, I certainly learned my lesson.
(It took 3 days for my eye to open just to see if I was blind from the injury. There was cornea damage, the thank The Lord, I still had my sight.)
I served everyone drink after drink that night, and everyone, including my boyfriend, had a fantastic time!
When everyone was walking out the door was left open, and I noticed my dog, Pebbles, got out. We lived right on a main road, and I was frantic and asked him to get Pebbles right away. I can't recall what his reply was, but he didn't go outside to look, so I said it again, "Pebbles got out, we need to get her now!"
I was cleaning all the beer bottles up all over the coffee table, and I was standing right next to the couch. All I remember is being thrown into the couch on my back and held down. His knee was pushed down on my chest and one of his hands was squeezing my arm. I couldn't move at all.
Then it began. What seemed to last hours probably only lasted a solid 60 seconds and about 20 or more punches. I will never forget one punch, it sent my eyeball crashing right into my head! It hurt so badly, I thought my eye was gone. I felt my eye being shoved so hard into my brain it was brutal.
(This was taken more than 2 weeks after the incident.)
But he didn't stop. I weighed 115 pounds and was 5' 6" tall. Hardly a match for a guy, even though he was shorter than I was.
The punches to my face, neck and chest continued. I remember saying "I'm sorry, please forgive me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please. I love you."
Then he stopped suddenly! He took a beer bottle and broke it over his head. (A sudden rush of guilt came to his mind? Who knows!)
No time for making up or worrying about HIS head, I ran as fast as I could out of the apartment!
I ran to the convenience store area which was in our parking lot. Apparently the store owner saw me bleeding and yelling for help and called 911.
At just that moment, all of my friends came back and looked at me like they saw a ghost. Only about 15 minutes passed by since they left. It turns out they took my dog, Pebbles, as a joke. It didn't turn out to be so funny though. But she was okay, so I was VERY relieved about that! She was my pride and joy! If you seriously want unconditional love, animals don't let you down! :o) So I won't let them down, that's for sure.
My Pebbles...I got her when she was 5 weeks old. She fit in the palm of my hand. We were together for 17 years, some of the best years of my life. I was very blessed to have her love in my life.
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Nothing but tragegy in most almost all domestic violence cases. Read Domestic Violence: The Forgotten Victims by Monica Marie Singleton Soileau. Powerful reading. Its amazing that this author surived even though she still has deep emotional scars that she will always have to deal with.
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I'm a Survivor of Domestic Violence. I was stabbed 52 times by a jealous partner. I'm in the middle of writing a book and would like to donate the money I raise to help victim of domestic violence and their families.
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You are having a great life with pebbles.. But believe me i think your boy friend punched you... and this is not of his goods.
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