Why
I Stay
Prologue
My name is Jessica. I’m 19 years old and
am currently sitting in the spare room at my friend
Kristina’s house. You’re probably wondering why
I’m telling you this. It’s because I would like to
share something with you. Before I ended up here, I lived with my
boyfriend. He started out as such an amazing guy. We were
together for a year before we graduated high school and moved out
together. Things were perfect. He would always come home with a
smile on his face, even if “home” was a beat up
little trailer at a trailer park in town. It was the only place
we could afford. Even if it was small, I loved it because I got
to be with Alex. We lived together for one amazing year before
things started to change. His mood was different. All he would do
is yell and scream. I yelled back at first, until he hit me. He
told me if he told anyone that he had hit me, he would do it
again but next time would be a lot worse. He was so much stronger
than me. I was scared what he was capable of. You’re
probably asking why I didn’t just leave when this started.
Well, I was in love with that boy even if he did just hit me. I
couldn’t leave him. I know I’m leaving this all a
little vague so I guess I should start explaining. Here is my
abuse story.
Authors Note!!
Hey guys! I hope you like it so far! I know it’s kind of
boring but I need to start to explain what’s going on
before I start the actual story. Thanks for reading! Comment for
notifications on next chapters(:
