As He entered the room I was shook. I couldn't understand , "why was he so upset about the pregnancy?" He grabbed me by my neck and whispered "Ima kill the baby, then you", He punched me in my stomach and I fell to the floor. I tried to jump up but he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me across the floor.
I sat there, fearing for my life, I scanned the room for something that could be an weapon. There he was 6'5, man of my dreams!! now trying to murder meee!!
I pleaded out "please Justin, please don't kill us" , " Nah Its your time" , he punched me in my mouth , as he tooted another line of cocaine. I was in so much pain. I spit out an mouth full of blood. I though to myself this is it. I am about to die.
I brushed off the though of death and started to fight back. I grabbed the tissue holder and "whamm", right up side his head. He fell then I took off running. I reached for the door and he was right behind me, He gripped me firmly from behind holding me in an choke hold. I thought to myself "not death", I kicked him as hard as i could in his balls, his grip loosened. I scrammed out, I ran to the bathroom and locked the door.
My phone was on the floor. I picked it up and pressed 911 , he kicked the door open and lounged at me I move and he slammed right into the tub. I ran out the bathroom grabbed me keys and drove of never to return again.
In the end I choose life not death !! We all have the fight in us, dont wait until its too late to choose life !!
