Hello, my name is Jessie, and I’m 21 years old. I usually have a good eye for the perfect man. You know the ones that would never hurt you physically emotionally, or verbally or even make you feel a little unspecial. Well, when my girlfriends Madison (Madi), Olivoia (Livvy), and Bri (B), took me to The Freaky Teikki for my 21st birthday, I met a guy named Dale.
He was THE perfect man. Tall, built, squezably cute and so nice to my friends. overall he was my kind of gentleman. We spent until the club closed together and set up a few dates and in not too much time it was six months into the relationship Then that’s when his bad side started to show through. He would curse at me and call me all kinds of names and he would always find something to fight with me about and it would always end up in abuse. he would even hit me hard enough to leave marks and bruises for weeks.
One day, a few months after we had moved in together, B and her boyfriend Lance came over unexpectedly and walked by our front window just in time to witness the abuse. After he slapped me three times banged my head against the wall and let me slide to the floor with a fractured wrist from the struggle, Lance Burst through the door and pulled him over to the other side of the room as B comforted me as I cried in the corner. “What the HELL do you think your trying to pull here Dale?!” Lance questioned him angrily.
He couldn’t think of an excuse in time so he just cried fake tears as I covered up for him and said that he was drunk. B and Lance took me back to Lance’s house and called all the guys as he and Christopher bandaged me up. After he had time to sober up B took me back home.