Lack of Communication
When I was a sophomore in high school I dated this senior that was very athletic. He played basketball and football of which made him very popular. Ever young lady adored him. I stood out because every one knew me as the girl friend of Cedric who was best known as Co-Jack. I am from a very small town so the entire town would come out and cheer him on. The fact that I had just started dating, my parents wanted to meet this guy in person. He used to come over for family gatherings. Both of my parents liked him, in fact, my entire family liked him. They all treated him as if he was a part of our family. One year later he got a scholarship to Florida A&M. He started college and along with continuing his foot ball career. He came home from college to visit me and that one time he became violent.
It first started when he came home from college and started accusing me of dating this guy from school. The first time he fought me, I forgave him, and he told me he wasn’t going to do it any more. I kept this a secret from my entire family and my friends. I would keep my aunt kids through the summer when we were out of school and during the holidays when we were out of school. My aunt and I shared a wonderful relationship, she trusted me enough to have company, and she liked Cedric, so she trusted him enough to visit me when she wasn’t home. This particular day he came to my aunt’s house where I was. He confronted me about this guy; he started looking through my aunt’s caller I.D to see all the phone calls I had received. Sure enough one of the phone calls was a guy friend of mine that I occasionally socialized with. I remember him throwing the phone at me and hitting me in my face. He choked me, spit in my face, threw me on the floor and kicked me continuously. At that time I only was baby sitting my aunt’s youngest song. He put my aunt’s youngest son inside the room by himself. He was about three then. He was crying and beating on the door...