Jesse (30:12)
I took this class. So I'm like, okay, I'm supposed to do something in his face that will, like, take him down. So I stuck my hand in his mouth. You're supposed to go for the eyes. That's what gets them off of you. But I went. I stuck my hand in his mouth to try to, like, yank at his cheek or something. And he bit down so hard on my fingers, I thought I was going to lose my hand. And I screamed at the top of my lungs. And luckily the. The owner of the house lives upstairs. And my scream is what made him stop because he knew that she might be up there and hear it. And that's when I was like, oh, my God. Oh, my God, this guy's gonna kill me. So as soon as, like, he got off of me, I grabbed my phone and I ran up out into the front yard. And then the woman upstairs said, are you okay? And I go, no, I'm not. I need your help right now. And then he comes out and he's all like, hey, you know, because they don't want to be that way in front of anyone else. And she got her boyfriend to take him to work to get him out of there. So at that moment, I was like, I thought I was done. I thought I'd broken up with him. And my friend Eric came and tried to help me. And he came over and he goes, I'm getting all his stuff out of here. You're not to talk to him. I'm gonna text him right now and tell him all the conversation goes to me. And this guy was a stand up dude, man. He showed up for me the way any woman in this situation would love to have someone stand up. I refrained from texting him for a while. All day I was getting texts. Please, baby, don't do this to me. You know that? Please, baby, please, baby. You know, like the whole, like, roses kind of thing. And then when that wasn't working, then he basically said, I'm gonna jump off the bridge. And that's what got me because it's the trick of all tricks, you know what I mean? I knew I would never live with myself if he Killed himself because of me. And he had actually threatened killing himself many times. And I knew it was because I know that's a narcissistic trick. He would say, sure, go ahead. If you break up with me, they're gonna find me hanging from a tree with note around my neck that says, this is what happens when you love Melanie Hamlet. Which, you know, I knew was bullshit, right? Like, I know that that's a trick, but this is the only person I've ever loved. And he seemed like such a nice boy. I first met him, and now he's a fucking scary man. Maybe I am what caused this. I knew it couldn't be true, but, like, you hold that I'm gonna commit suicide thing over my head, and now it wouldn't work. I would be like, fine, go kill yourself. They're never going to, but they know it works. After that, you know, I ended up just slowly letting him back in, you know, like, under new rules. I was like, all right. You know, because the whole committing suicide thing, I had a good talk with him. I actually think of it as, like, the goodwill hunting talk. I sit him down on a bench and I'm like, look, here's what's wrong, you know, And I think maybe this will change. Maybe, you know, and you can't treat me this way. You can't call me a slut anymore. You can't do that, you know, And I basically laid down the law, and he's like, oh, yes, no, no, no. I want. You know, whatever. I totally believe that shit. And he actually was on his best behavior for two weeks. And then he got crazy again because, you know, he can't help himself. I just kept thinking to myself, just wait, you know, you're leaving October 1st. You can wait one more month. Like, what's the worst that could happen? Because, you know, also that leaving, like, look what happened when I tried to leave. How do I know he's not going to do more? And then the part of me that loves him and is drawn to him and, like, believes in this old person. And you keep thinking of that person that you fell in love with and their potential, who you believe deep down they could be if they didn't have all this darkness, you know, People always think of abusers as monsters. They're not monsters. They're all around us. They're among us. They're people with darkness. They're human beings. I would never fall in love with a fucking monster. He's a human being, and people don't get that. And so I Gave him a second chance and thought, I just put up with it for this long until I can just get out. And then I went to a friend's wedding. He wasn't supposed to come to the wedding with me, and he kind of manipulated me into going to the wedding with him. And I was like, fine. He showed up at the wedding with a dozen roses, which is like the most selfish thing you can do. Show up at a wedding with a dozen roses for some other girl that's not the fucking bride. You know what I mean? Like, that just says it all right there. Everyone was like, why is he giving? I'm like, I don't. I don't even know. I was so embarrassed, you know, but there was something going on with him that day that between the reception and the. The ceremony, we went back to my house and we fucked. But it was like a really weird kind of fucking. Like he had a look in his eye that was really weird. It wasn't normal sex. It was like he was possessed by something. So then we went to the reception after that, and he got really wasted. And I was like, oh, fuck, now I got to deal with wasted Jesse again. I had to leave the wedding early, the reception early, because I had to take care of him. And he was house sitting for someone that week because I was like, oh, good, I'll get him out of my house a little bit. I took him to his place that he was staying. So I let him, like pass out on the couch in front of the T. I put in like Young Guns too or some shit, you know, and he like, passed out watching that. And I remember thinking to myself, what's the best choice right now? Should I go back to my house? Cause I don't really feel safe with him because he's super fucking drunk and if he wakes up, I could be in trouble. If I leave and he wakes up and I'm not here, he's gonna drive to my house wasted and be really fucking pissed. So I went into the. The guest bedroom where we were gonna both sleep, but he passed out on the couch. I went in the guest bedroom, closed the door in the middle of the night. He comes in, pissed. Why am I out there sleeping? Why'd you let me sleep? You know, whatever. And then I play asleep. I play dead. And I just hoped if he thought I was asleep, he'd leave me alone, you know, he crawled into bed, he started trying to have sex with me, and I played dead. You know, first, you know, fingers, and then grabbing my boobs, and then Just full on getting on top of me. And finally I was like, okay, this playing dead thing's not really working out. So I was like, I pretend like I was waking up, you know, oh, what, what, what? You know, don't you know? And it's like he wasn't there because all of a sudden his voice was like, almost demonic. And I was like. Started saying no. And he was like, yes, yes. And it scared me because I could hear in his voice he wasn't gonna take no for an answer. But I fought him off for a while and it worked. He finally gave up and, you know, rolled back over and I thought, oh, God, here, maybe, maybe I got out of this. And then sure enough, he started, you know, grabbing me and stuff again. And this time there was no resisting him. He got on top of me. And this man's strong, you know, like, he's not huge, but I can't fight him. Like, I tried and I tried to push him off, and I even said, you're raping me right now. And then none of that got through to him. And he just kept doing it, you know, he was trying to butt fuck me. And he had already tried to do.