Chapter 1
Angelica
I've been sitting at Starbucks for the past hour before that I was at Burger King for three and a half hours waiting for my husband to come and get us. We do this almost every day now he would take us to a random restaurant or store and leave us so that he could go and get high at first he was the perfect boyfriend and fiance it was after we got married that everything turned to shit it's like he had this other side to him that I didn't know and after we got married he didn't think he should hide it anymore. I left my home in Canada to be with him all my friends and family were there and when I came here I had no one but him and that's just the way he seemed to like it he would isolate me from anyone who even got close to being my friend as soon as I start to get to know someone he would start to distance himself from them and find something wrong with them and tell me to stop speaking to them at first it was just me and him that's how I started reading my books I've always loved to read but now it became almost like an obsession it was my only escape from the lonely miserable life I had with George, and then I got pregnant with my son Elijah and things just kept getting worse he would spend every dime he made on crack we were living with his parents and when his money was done he would find some kind of excuse as to why he needs money from his parents and they would give it to him it's like they don't know how to say no to him. He had this way to make you feel guilty for not helping him I should know he does it to me all the time, it's never his fault. It got so bad that his parents had to move away just to get a break from him and when they left we had nowhere to go and no one to help. They sold the house so we lived in the car he couldn't keep a job down cause all he cared about was his next fix he would buy some fast food for me for five dollars at the most he wouldn't eat anything for days cause God forbid he didn't have that extra five so he could get his money worth, he would get a room for one night when he could have done it for the week and just use the rest driving around getting high. He had to keep putting gas in the car so he could drive around and he always wanted me to go with him cause even tho we got the room we hardly spent five hours sleeping cause he was convinced that we were being followed he would walk around in the room with a knife tucked in his waist looking out the peep hole and telling me to come look if the bushes moved too much we would have to go for a drive I would be so scared to even go to the bathroom because I thought he might mistake me for an intruder and kill me. He sold our TV my tablet his tablet his PlayStation anything we had to get the money so he could get high so I finally told my family what was going on cause I didn't want my baby to grow up seeing his dad like that. My mom got in touch with some if our cousins in another state and I left and went there to try and make a better life for us and for a while it was great I Agot a job I was able to go to my doctor's appointment I was doing really good then he started calling and apologizing saying he stopped taking drugs even kept sending me pictures of updates on his progress he seemed to be doing really well he was the old George again he put on weight he was working he didn't have a place yet because he was on parole so he couldn't rent until a couple of months when he was out of the system but he was saving so that when it was time he could I even started to save with him. But it was getting close for Elijah to be born and he was so happy and wanted us to be together he wanted to be there for his sons birth and I thought if he was willing to change for us then maybe I should give him another chance we were married after all, that was a mistake. After coming back at first it was great we were at an extended stay hotel he was working he seemed really happy to be with us back to being his old self. But that didn't last long it started gradually he would start to come home later than usual then we didn't have enough money to pay for the full week at the hotel even with the help we were getting from his parents. Then our savings was gone and he would bring Elijah and I to go get food leave to go do something and says he's gonna be right back to get us but then we would be there for hours sometimes until three or four in the morning. I told him that if I find him using then I would leave again, so instead of using in front of me he would leave me and our new born baby at some store or restaurant so he could drive around and do it. When we did get the room he would take us to check in and made up some excuse about why he had to leave and then he wouldn't be back until the next morning we had to steal to eat and steal formula for our son or he wouldn't have any. He would leave to go get it and use all the money to get high instead but this time he was smart he took all my paperwork and half of mine and Elijah's stuff and left it with his sister so I couldn't leave him I can't call cops cause I could get deported and that would mean loosing my son so now I'm stuck. So I read and pretend that it was me in the books that it was my life and I had this mate made just for me who would love and care for me in the right way little did I know that my wish would come through but it's not all smiles and giggles and would make my husband being on drugs seem like a minor issue. So here I am sitting with my son reading while watching my son in his stroller sleeping. When the girl at the register ask me for the second time asking me if I'm ok "are you sure you don't need anything" she looks from me to my son "no where fine thank you tho" she looks at me one last time before returning to her register. I'm so lost in my book that I didn't see that he came back until my phone lights up and I answer "what the fuck are you doing I've bee sitting out here for over two minutes waiting for you" he says as if I haven't been waiting on him for hours "well did you see me looking out the fucking window to see you" "your the one that's been gone for hours so don't you dare try me today I'm not in the mood" I was pissed the fuck off how dare he come here and pretend to be the one that's been wronged here. I picked up my coffee and nod to the Starbucks girl and got up to leave there was a guy standing close to the door and when he saw me coming he opened it for me "I know what you're thinking but chivalry ain't dead yet sweety" he joked I laughed and thanked him for his help while putting my son in the car I could see George looking at the guy through the rear view mirror. Oh here we go with the bullshit George is convinced that any guy that talks to me is trying to get with me "what did he say to you" he asks as soon as I sit in the car and so I told him the joke the guy made "and that's what got you giggling" was his next question "he was nice enough to open the door for me and I laughed at his joke if you have a problem with a guy talking to me then maybe you should get off your ass and open the door for me next time" he didn't say anything after that but you could tell that he was mad he knows not to put his hands on me though he tried that once and let's just say he learned his lesson he's alot stronger that me so the first time he put his hands on me I was determined to make it the last so I waited until he was asleep and got the knives I stabbed him in the hand that he used to punch me and held the other one to his neck and I told him "you're bigger than me so I won't win in a fair fight but don't forget you have to sleep you ever put your hands on me again and I'll slit your throat in your sleep" let's just say I put the fair of God in him cause he hasn't put his hands on me since now he uses verbal abuse. "My mom booked a room for a couple days so I'm gonna take you guys there and go to the store real quick" he says "you mean you're going to spend the little money we have getting high you should stop pretending you're doing anything else George I certainly have" I snapped if he wasn't pissed before he was pissed now "bitch this is my money I can do whatever I want with it when you have your own money then you can bitch about it but until then sit down and shut the fuck up" he shouted at me frightening Elijah in the back causing him to start crying "if you gave me my God damn paperwork I would be able to work so that I can have my own money you motherfucking asshole is this who your son is going to know his dad some crack head junkie who can't even spare enough money to get him a formula" he grabs the staring wheel so hard that his nuckles turn white "I bet you would like me to give you your paperwork so you could leave again you fucking bitch you should you should get that out of your head cause your not leaving me again and you're not taking my son you ever try to take my son from me I'll call the cops and tell them you not legal I'll make sure they deport your ass and you'll never see him again" he says with a smirk on his face knowing he has me backed into a corner tears run down my cheeks I hate him so much now that I can't believe I ever loved him in the first place " why don't you just let us go it's not like you care about us just let us leave then you'll be able to spend all of your money doing whatever you want nobody to worry about but yourself" I try to convince him "nice try I do love you and Elijah and I'm never going to let you go Lica "it's till death do us part remember and the only way your leaving me is in a body bag" he says while grabbing me by my hair at the back of my head so tight it was painful he had this crazy look in his eyes I could tell that he meant it he would rather kill me than let me go. I need to find a way to get away from this phyco with my son.
