My mest up world
He usesd to tell me that I was his girl. That he always loved me. That he would protect me. But how can he protect me from himself. It killed me to see him transform into a drunk. He used to be fine back when we were freshman in highshool but 2 years can really change a man. The popularity went to his head. He bagan drinking more and more until he wasn't the same person I loved. So about three months ago I called it off.
Two weeks ago he beat me.I begged him to stop but he wouldn't. There was no emotion in his eyes no regret. He left me a b***** heep on the ground behind the community center. I laid there for 30 minutes before my best friend Joel finally found me. My leg is broken and I had a mild concussion. I've told everybody that I fell. Everyone exept Joel.
Last tuseday Joel went right up to him and punched him. He started yelling at him saying " Why did you do that to her!". He had no clue what Joel was even talking about. Aparently that night he got so drunk that he didn't remember what happend. When Joel told him what he did he was appaled. He couldn't believe it.
The next day he showed up at my door tears running down saying over and over that he was sorry. That he would never mean to do anything like that. He told me I should report him to the police. He said he would quit drinking forever. I didn't know what to do or what to say. And now I'm just wondering why the lord would put a 17 year old through this. This story is no one knows exept me, Joel, and him.