so today was not a happy day. i woke up after a really bad dream to my ex all over me... not fun. it was one of those days when "no" just wasn't good enough. arguments happened. sleep didn't. not a happy start to my day. so i got up, took my friend to work and dropped my other friend's drum off and came home. the burger i had just eaten was not settling well and i was still really tired so i went to go lay down. But no, he wanted to talk. i talked for a bit but then i started to nod off, this displeased him. and so commenced the arguing. finally he shut up and called a buddy of his.i fell asleep... but 20 min later, in he storms in the room in a foul mood. again arguing... (only this time my phone goes through the wall, you should see the hole!) but harsher words were exchanged so i rolled over and slapped him, lightly on the back might i add... and he reciprocated... about 10 times harder. it hurt, it bruised. then he took my phone and called his buddy to come get him. i told him to get out, he said no, and continued as i did. finally he grabbed my phone and keys and bolted. i got up, got dressed again and went after him. after about 3 seconds of that... i walked off. i didn't want to be anywhere near him. i didn't care. he jumped in front of me, and used my phone as leverage... "you can have it back if you come up and help me pack my stuff", i said no about 6 times then gave in for my phone's sake. then my "brother" called, asked if i was ok, and if we were fighting. i told him we were and hung up, then headed his way. sometime in the midst of all this i managed to get my keys back and he was screaming about how big of a whore i was, and so on. so my brother and the neighbor called the cops. in seeing this, he grabbed my phone and smashed it, obliterated it. i went closer to my brother and stuck by him and away from my ex, and he followed, then disappeared. he returned to flip out at me, saying he wanted me to call the cops, that he wanted to kill himself and such. and then again disappeared. i had recovered the faceplate to my phone by this time, but that was all i could find. the ex re-appears coming toward me with the phone pieces... at this point i was in a world of pain from the mix of the burger i had eaten earlier, the stress, the bruise he kindly gave me and the migraine I'd developed from crying hysterically. my brother walked me over to my friend's apartment so i could stay in a safe place away from my ex until to police arrived. they came, got our statements and took him away, on a felony count of battery (domestic) and criminal mischief <$200. hopefully he'll stay there for awhile. oh happy fucking day! all this because he couldn't let me go and let me be happy.
