One more for “The Ex Files”

He made her feel like she wasn’t worth anything as her tears fell at his feet, she looked in the mirror and couldn’t see herself anymore, she only saw what he wanted her to be…and she was only what he wanted to see….from denying her for not accepting to do as he wanted. She had to accept his terms or be fucked, figuratively not literally.

So she let her hair down, made her face up, put on her heels, her prettiest dress and walked on out. she did what few will dare to do, some look at her with envy and others not so much….in the end it doesn’t matter… she will walk toward the door, walk out, face the night, whether it is dark or lit by a million stars and the world will be hers once again. She is at peace with finding herself.

The one thought she has come to find comfort in is that she is only herself when she is alone. She doesn’t have to give herself and who she is, who she can be for anyone that can’t accept her for her. No more insecure, immature and jealous anyone’s to hold her back and hold her down.

The EX Files ~ Part 10

Family, everyone has family, some-  you may not want to be around and others you love dearly. She had always been close to a few members of her family, she had been roommates with a couple of family members and during the years they roomed together they also took many road trips. They were not about to give up those trips and the good times they shared when they packed as if they would be leaving for a month. Their trips were mainly weekend getaways but they wanted to make sure they had an outfit for any occasion or event that might come up. Usually they would sight see, visit family, explore little towns, go on shopping trips and made plans to dine at five star restaurants.

She invited him to join them every time they made plans to get together, her and her aunt, he always declined and wished them well. She made sure she called and let him know they had arrived safely, during these getaways he would always become chatty when she called him, he would try to talk to her for hours as if he missed her terribly. She knew that wasn’t the case, he wanted to make sure she wasn’t out of her hotel room.

When she would return from these trips he would wear her down about her not calling and being considerate. He would berate her for going out to clubs or restaurants and even shopping. He couldn’t understand why she couldn’t just stay in the room by the phone waiting for his call. He accused her of stepping out on him, accused her aunt of setting her up on dates and wanting to separate them. The arguments were endless and always escalated into yelling matches.

Hours after all the yelling would wear her down and she broke down in tears he would come and sit next to her and tell her he just loved her too much. The thought of her with someone else drove him mad with jealousy. She would point out that her son and her aunt were with her and they were too busy to be meeting up with anyone. He then pointed out that her aunt was her ally and surely was the one responsible for their troubles and was plotting to separate them.

Eventually these weekend getaways would come to a halt. He had succeeded in alienating her from her friends and now he was working on her family. She would be his and only his.

To read the complete series go to “CATEGORIES” on the right side and click on “THE WRITE STUFF”.

Disclaimer**Given the nature of the books I have been reading lately I am inspired to write a few short stories revisiting parts of my life that included episodes of domestic violence….I will be calling this series “The Ex Files” very clever right….lol….I thought so….it will be an amalgamation of my personal experiences steeped with those of others that I was very close to. The parallels are uncanny in some instances….but the patterns of abusers and abusees are almost always the same…it’s like the same behaviors are either taught to the next generation or there are some secret classes being held somewhere in some secret location.**

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