By Steve L Myers
Part 1
The devil in my case never wore Prada but a tight red mini skirt. I was a restaurant manager when this woman walked into my establishment and for a brief moment it seemed as my world stopped for a moment. She was both beautiful and captivating. Once I learned she was there to apply for a job I was as happy as a child in a candy store.
Once she started working with me things in our relationship moved fast and swirled out of control in no time. Her cousin who also worked at the restaurant warned me to stay away stating her cousin had serious issues. Her mother was killed in her presence all over a guy. Within 60 days we were residing together and things were just about to get worse.
One night after having sex she asked me if I still love my wife who at the time I was separated from. When I replied with a yes and tried to explain that we had history and 3 children together. She simply went ballistic throwing a lamp and anything else that she could get her hands on. I was afraid and when I couldn't get things under control I called the police.
When the police arrived I did as most woman who are victims of domestic violence I simply lied. I sugar coated the scenario and the police left without knowing the true story. I knew she needed help and I was not going to be the one who turned his back on her. She needed help and I thought I could simply love her enough and everything would be okay.
She controlled every aspect of my life and I didn't know what to do. It wasn't long before before I couldn't call my children without getting into a fight. The police were at our apartment on a regular basis. I wanted out but there seemed to be no way to freedom. All thoughts of freedom would soon be erased when she walked in the restaurant and announced that she was pregnant. I lost my job when my boss called my home phone and heard a message that simply stated that we were both living together. If life wasn't already crazy now we were about to bring a child into this mess.
By Steve L Myers
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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