My fiance never punched me. He never choked me. But he did hold me down on the bed, trying unsuccessfully to rip the diamonds from my ears so I couldn't "fuck anyone else when I was wearing them." He always thought I was fucking everyone, most especially any gay friends who had dropped by for coffee, because clearly being gay was a ruse. I was never fucking anyone. He was though, often leaving a sweet note on the pillow to tell me he'd gone home because he couldn't sleep and didn't want to wake me, and going to another woman's house instead.
'I Heard Him Screaming At You In The Night, And I Was Scared'
'I Heard Him Screaming At You In The Night…
'I Heard Him Screaming At You In The Night, And I Was Scared'
My fiance never punched me. He never choked me. But he did hold me down on the bed, trying unsuccessfully to rip the diamonds from my ears so I couldn't "fuck anyone else when I was wearing them." He always thought I was fucking everyone, most especially any gay friends who had dropped by for coffee, because clearly being gay was a ruse. I was never fucking anyone. He was though, often leaving a sweet note on the pillow to tell me he'd gone home because he couldn't sleep and didn't want to wake me, and going to another woman's house instead.