I crawled into the bathroom incredibly sore from everything that occurred this morning. What a hell of a way to be spending a birthday. I did not even bother trying to keep quiet. I ran warm water in the sink, a vain attempt to wash him off my body. Disgust, shame, and anger broiled up inside of me that I soon found myself emptying the contents of my stomach in the toilet.My mind and my emotions are in a hurricane storm within my body. The tears flow freely, I do not even bother trying to wipe them away. I have no idea where I am going to go, but I know that I need to get out. The truth literally hit me in the face this morning. Even living in a shelter would be better than this.Walking back into the room, I am relieved that Jax is still passed out, snoring loudly still clutching the gun in his hand. I quickly grab my go bag, which is packed with a few clothes and important papers. I do not bother to close the doo

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As we loaded the last of the large furniture into the trucks, I found myself once again thanking everyone there, especially Emily. Thanks to everyone’s generosity I was feeling relieved that we were able to get the large furniture out, and anything of high dollar value that belonged to either myself or the kids. I was relieved that if Jax did get out of jail soon, that anything that we were not able to grab right now could be replaced.The kids were excited as we started moving stuff into our new house. Even though today had started horribly, it was beginning to be a lot better. Since the house was a three bedroom the boys agreed to share the largest room, Olivia opted for the smallest room, which left me with the room closest to the bathroom. I was just happy to be out of that nightmare. Emily had another surprise waiting for me at the house. One of her coworkers was selling a queen size bed, and since Emily knew that I no longer had a bed she had bought it and had it

I was glad that I knew realistically that life was not going to be normal for a while, even if it irked me. Over the next few days my phone rang continuously. The victim assistance advocate wanted me to come in and watch a movie about the court proceedings that would be happening. The child services worker wanted yet another statement from me, and from my children. There was a detective that wanted to speak with me. I had to answer more questions from Officer Connor. The prosecuting attorney wanted to ask me a few questions as well. Jayce was not kidding when he said that I would have to tell this horrific story over and over.The best news that I received was that Jax had been to court and the judge was not immediately releasing him. Officer Connor had spoken personally in court about how Jax had swung at an officer and had to be hit with a taser before they could arrest him. This allowed me a little breathing room to ensure that I was able to get all my things from the hous

I had been nervous about seeing Jayce in person. We had not seen each other in so long. I had no idea if showing up at his work was the right thing to do, but he was still smiling as he walked over to me. He quickly gave me a hug and told me I looked good. I wanted to get lost in his warm embrace. It felt nice just being able to see him again. I was surprised that old feelings began to stir, and I wondered if this truly had been a good idea.“Wow I cannot believe you are here. Wait why are you here?” Jayce was a little shocked and slightly confused. I had never come into his work before, and this usually never stopped at this gas station.“Well, I was still moving a few things, and after we had talked last night, I did not want to wait to see you. It seems like both of us have schedules and we keep missing each other, so I decided to stop here to see you.” I rushed my explanation out, hoping that it did not sound lame. Hearing the words made me