Relationship Violence Story From Nelly

by Nelly
(Pheonix, Arizona, USA)

The scars will never heal - this is my painful story: 
It happened when i met the "love of my life". his name i wont say but ill call him "IT". IT was my friend in the beginning. just met him and we started to have feelings for each other. he was amazing with everything and made me laugh every minute. we went out on his birthday and it was just perfect how that day turn out. people were jealous that he picked me over all the pretty girls in school and i was proud. he saw me in ways people never even bothered to see me. but all my happy days came to an end. he didnt like my friends and they didnt like him. it made me sad and mad at the same time. he later told me not to talk to my guy friends. we were barely 2 months and i said okay. it hurt me because they were like my brothers but i left their great friendship behind for IT. i guess i was just so in love. then he told me to leave my girl friends that hit me hard. i started to tell him how awsome they were and he started getting all hurt and saying i was getting bored of him so i quickly left them too. it was the hardest things i ever had to do but it did make him happy so i thought it was worth it. we were 5 months when the real pain came. he started throwing away all my stuff he didnt like. he told me how to dress and not to talk no one. only smile to him and nobody else. if someone tried to talk to me, i had to ignore them or cuss them out. i couldnt do my school work no more. if i had homework he would check my backpack to see if i did it and if i did, he would throw it away. he called me horrible names when i didnt listen. when he was over it, he would buy me so many things, he would take me out, give me so much love. i just sucked it up and became his personal puppet. then the beatings came. i started to tell him that i wasn't going to listen to him. he would keep telling me to shut up. i tried to stand up for myself. the first time i did that, he threw me against the wall. so i just stayed quiet. he cried to sleep that night on the phone so i forgave him. but then it was just slapping me, pinching me, punching me, pushing, shoving, and all the abuse you can imagine. i couldnt say nothing or else he would do something to me. one day it got really bad. he kicked me on my stomach so hard that he took my air out. i passed out, we were in school that day. the ambulenece came and took me away. he wouldnt stop texting me and my dad told me to keep away from him. we were about 7 months those days. i forgave him the moment we went back to school. but the beatings didnt stop until summer came and i didnt see him at all. we broke up and it was so painful for me because i still love him even tho he hurt me so much. hes still asking for me, people tell me all the time that he loves me and will be waiting for me.
the question is, will i be waiting for him?