[nqc]
I've been hanging out with Jesse for a few days now. He's so great... I told him the truth about the bruise on my leg... To start off with, I told him I had fallen. But... The truth is my ex, Mike, pushed me down the stairs. He was so abusive... We dated for a longtime..The first 3 months, he was so sweet. He treated me like a princess. Then he got into drugs and started abusing me... He accused me of cheating on him, and everyone knows that I'm not the cheating kind. So, a few months of taking in his violence, feeling worthless, and feeling like I was the problem, I finally hit back. I punched him after he called me a slut. That's when he slapped me and pushed me down the stairs.. It hurt so bad... And until this say, everytime his name comes across my mind, I get a sharp pain in my bruise. Jesse told me not to think about it. So I'm trying. It hurts so bad when the pain comes... I was sitting on Jesse today and it happened... Jesse was so scared... As was I. He asked me what he could do, and I said to get ice. So he did, and after a few minutes of ice and pressure to it, it felt better. Jesse held me after that. I feel so safe with him... We fell asleep on the couch, but I woke back up to write this. I'm going back now to watch Jesse sleep.
!~A.F
!~A.F