Emily (47:42)
Eventually, everybody left. It was just me, him, and this other girl. Let's call her N. And you know, at this time, I would pray that God would give me an escape route. And every time I made this prayer, like, I would have a route, like within a couple hours. And I remember one morning, it was super early, like maybe 6am he lets me know that N got my car towed and she got arrested. And I'm thinking, okay, if I just grab my stuff and Uber to my mom's, I can just go get my car out of the tow. Yard, and I'll have all my. And so I'm like, okay. So I just told him, like, I'm gonna go to sleep or whatever. And I have all my. I'm standing at the door, like, getting ready to leave, and I'm terrified. Like, my body's shaking him. What if he finds me? What if he sees me? What if he hears me? Because he was in another room. We were at, like, a Red Roof Inn. And I call my therapist. She doesn't answer. She calls me back immediately, and she's like, emily, what's wrong? I said, I'm. I'm trying to leave. I'm so scared. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing. I'm so scared. I'm so scared. And she stayed on the phone with me the whole time. I run down barefoot so I don't make a lot of noise. And I get in my Uber, I'm like, go, go, go. And he drives me to my mom's, and the whole car ride, he is blowing my phone up. Like, I just knew you were gonna leave. I just felt it, like, just. You always leave me. You're breaking my heart. Just all this shit. Like, I'm doing this to him. And he says, I'm coming to your mom's house, and I'm gonna shoot myself on Instagram Live in front of your house. And I'm like, there's no. You're. No. You're not doing that. Lo and behold, he shares his location with me. And I see him pulling up in front of my mom's house, and I get the notification that he turned on his Instagram Live. And I run outside, and I get in the car, and I'm fighting with him over the gun, like a loaded gun. And I grab his phone, I turn off Instagram Live, and he keeps telling me to get out. And I'm like, no, I'm not gonna get out. You're trying to hurt yourself. I'm not gonna be, like, responsible, even though I wasn't. And he's like, I'm. I can't. I'm not. I don't have the guts to, you know. So we drive back to Dallas from my mom's house, and we go to his plug, and he gets nine perk tension. And he said he was gonna just kill himself that way. And I'm thinking, this isn't gonna kill you. This is just gonna make you really, really sick. And. But at the same time, I'm like, I don't know drugs like this. So, like, I really don't know what's going to happen. I'm thinking, do I call an ambulance? He's gonna be pissed if I call an ambulance, because they're going to take him to, like, a. A mental facility, inpatient, whatever. And so his mom ends up finding out because he was calling this other girl, saying, like, you know, this is. He's gonna hurt himself. And so she calls his mom, and his mom pulls up, and I'm like, okay. I left for this reason because he's seriously not okay in the head. And so I call my brother. My brother comes and picks me up, and he. He was, you know, just mad again that I left. And at this point, I think he kind of figured out that he has to be really gentle with me in order to keep me around. So I ended up going back around again. This was like, what, the fourth time? And I didn't have to work anymore. He just had me there. And sometimes he would, you know, act like he loved and cared about me. And other times, he would just kind of leave me there, and I would be there alone, super miserable. I wanted to go home. He would take my car keys from me so I could not leave. And we were living so bad that I would have to wash my panties in the shower. I couldn't do laundry. Like, the life that I was living, why did I choose to leave that for this? And I, you know, my brain started to, you know, think about, okay, what is going on here? Why are you not leaving? What is going on in here that you're. You're stuck in this cycle? You know, my mom would. This was probably, like, December. My mom would text me in the middle of the night, and she would be like, are you okay? I just. I don't know. Something. My mom is very, very intuitive. She's very gifted. And she would say, something feels right. Are you okay? And I'm like, yeah, I'm okay. I just love you and I miss you so much. And she'd be like, why don't you just come home? And I'm like, yeah, you know, just not really telling her. And, you know, she. She knew what was going on, but she didn't know. There was a lot that she did not know. And I really don't want her to watch this because I think there's a lot she needs to stay in the dark about. Yeah, let's see. So I was in a very dark place. I was very depressed. I was doing perks every day because they made me feel better. They made me feel numb. They made me not care about what was happening to me and my self worth was so low. You know, every time I left, he would like take my makeup and I, I, he would like destroy it or something. And you know, it was a point where he was asking me like, why don't you ever put on makeup? And I said, I don't have any. You keep taking it like you always take my. And he's like, oh, we'll get you some. And so like, you know, there would be times where he would buy me that I needed and then he would just leave me alone. And I would just be there alone and not working, not doing anything, just trying to survive. And I was constantly in a state of what mood is he going to be in today? And I would alter my mood to be more pleasant, so that way I didn't give him any problems and avoid less ass whooping. So there was this, I, I feel like I left like every other week and then came back one night, he told me, go get me some food and get you something too. And I'm like, oh yeah, this is my route. Because I prayed, please give me a way home with all of my. And he, God always answered. So he goes back upstairs to his room, he gives me my keys and I wait till he's up there and I can't see him anymore. I grab all my bags, put them in my car and I go and I turn my location off so he can't see me. And my plan was to go stay with my, my best friend, my girl best friend for a little bit. And he is freaking out, he's calling me. He apparently he like pissed himself. He went to the bathroom on himself because he was so fucked up that I left. And he was, he wasn't even mad, he was just crying. He got in an Uber and I was on the phone with him and he was like trying to find me and he didn't find me because I turned my location off. But after that I didn't, did end up going back again. So in March, me and this other girl went to Austin for South by Southwest. We were going to dance out there and work our ads and I was making so much money, he wasn't around. I was, I really was just preparing to leave, but this other girl was around and I knew if she sees me leave, she's either going to try to stop me, beat me up or tell him. And so when we're supposed to check out of our hotel, south by Southwest is over. I'm trying to pack my I'm going to tell her. I'm going to go just put my shit in the car. And I was gonna just leave her there because he was on his way down. And she's like, no, no, no, I'm coming down. Like, she would not let me go without her. Like, I think she knew. And, you know, he comes. I'm like, if only I could just get this girl out of my car, then I can get out of here and go home. Like, I. At this point, I just wanted to be away from him. I was detached. I just did not want to be with him anymore. I could not take it. I couldn't keep living like that. He's like, I want us all to go to New Orleans again. I tell him, I really don't want to go to New Orleans. Can I just go back to Texas and just work that way? Like, I promise I'll work. I don't want to go to New Orleans. And he's just like, you know, just shut up. Like, you'll be fine. So we get to New Orleans. I, like, this man was always giving me either, like, a yeast infection or bv. I was always having problems because he just was just so dirty. And I feel like he was having sex with so many girls. And so I. What was I on? He gave me, like, a line of some type of lean. It was yellow, and it, like, knocked me out for, like, almost an entire day. And I was still doing perks. I'm, you know, praying, God, please get me out of here. And he leaves with a girl to go to the casino, because they have a casino out there. And the other girl that I went to Austin with, she was in that Airbnb with me. It's just her and I. And I'm thinking, okay, like, now's my chance. I have my car, I have my suitcase. I have a couple hundred dollars. I can make it home. So I call my best friend. Like, please stay on the phone with me. I'm so scared. I. I was on the second floor. I go on the balcony and throw my suitcase over onto the grass so she wouldn't see me leave with my suitcase because I would have to go past her room. So I grabbed my purse and, like, my heart is racing. I'm terrified. My body is shaking. I say, hey, I'm gonna go grab something from my car real quick. And I run downstairs, I grab my suitcase, run to my car, turn off my location, and I start booking it out of Louisiana. And he's calling me. I just knew you were gonna leave. I knew it. I knew I shouldn't left. And another girl was driving him, and he would. He was saying she'd, like, go 200. I can hear him yelling at this girl to go faster to try to find me. And I'm speeding. I end up getting pulled over. And I'm. The officer comes up to the window. I'm crying. I'm like, I'm so scared of my boyfriend. I just love my boyfriend. I'm trying to make it home, back to Texas. And he's like, calm down. Like, he has me call my mom. We tell my mom what's going on, and he lets me go. And the whole way back to Dallas, he's blowing my phone up, just texting me. And this time, he. He more was making me feel guilty for leaving and, you know, promising that he was gonna change and saying, look how. Look at all the other ways I have changed. I don't make you work. Like, I let you do whatever you want. Nobody else gets that luxury. Making me feel special. So I get back to Dallas. He says, stay at our apartment. Like, you have it to yourself. Just stay there, because I know you don't want to go to your mom's. So everything in me tells me, no, don't do it. Just go home like you. You left. Keep it that way. But I stayed at the apartment. And the next morning, he calls me. He says, hey, I really need you to do me a favor. Please meet me halfway between New Orleans and Dallas and bring me back to Texas because I have some business I need to take care of. Everything in me is telling me, no, like, do not do it. And he. You know, I felt. I kind of felt like I owed him a little bit, and I felt guilty. So I go. I tell my best friend, hey, like, we need to put off our plans by a couple hours. I need to go meet him and bring him back. She's like, okay. So I meet him in Nagadish. I don't know if it's in Texas or Louisiana. And I get there. I'm waiting on him. He comes. I'm feeling like something's not right. There's something that's. I feel like something's about to happen. And so he. He tells me, get in the passenger seat. And he's in my car, and he's in the driver's seat, and we drive out of the parking lot. He's not saying anything, not looking at me, nothing. And I'm like, this is where I'm starting to start to freak out a little bit. And you could either turn left and go further into Louisiana or right towards Texas. He turns left, and my heart sinks to my ass. And I'm like, I didn't have anything with me. All I had was my purse. I didn't have any clothes, no suitcase, nothing. Because I thought we were going back to Texas. He turns to me and he, like, has this look on his face, and he's accusing me of cheating on him. Sleeping. Other men sleeping with other men, like, with no protection, just, like, doing unsafe. And I'm like, where are you getting this information from? And apparently the girl I went to south by Southwest with was telling him a whole bunch of that didn't happen. And I'm like, can you not feel the genuity, like, when I'm talking to you? Like, this did not happen. And he, He. He did not care. Once he believed something, that was it. And so I'm. Now I'm trying to play it cool and be like, well, if you, you know, if you wanted me to come back to Louisiana, why didn't you just tell me? I could have brought my suitcase. And I think he knew that I was trying to just. Yeah, you know, we're on the freeway. The girls that brought him there to meet me, they were following behind us. And he took my phone, he took my money out of my purse, my driver's license, my debit cards. Except for one. I had one debit card on me that he didn't take because it was hidden in a little side pocket. And I'm thinking, do I jump out of the car? Like, I was seriously considering jumping out of the car because I didn't know what was going to happen to me. When we got back to New Orleans and he was telling me that I made a YouTube video, and I talked about this, but this part I didn't say on there. He said, when we get back to New Orleans, you're not going to have your phone. I'm going to put you in a room, and you're going to make me $10,000. You're not going to verify anybody. I'm just going to send them to your door.