Why did I let you abuse me?

We all feel like we know if someone is a good or bad person. But sometimes we don’t always get it right. Well, I want to tell you a story about someone that I dated in high school that I thought was someone good.
My best friend at the time introduced me to her cousin one day. Okay, let me give you a little background on her cousin. He was a year older than me and had dropped out of school in the 9th grade. That should have been enough of a warning sign. But nope I didn’t listen to that inner voice at all. But like I said I was in high school and thought that I knew it all. When I first met him he made me laugh and I love a man with a sense of humor. The conversation flowed so easily. We both had a lot of things in common, so why not take a chance. Remember I’m in high school and he dropped out so right there we were both going in two different directions. He moved here from another state so all he had was his family. But I didn’t realize that people could become possessive of other people. I had my family and friends also, but he wanted all my time after school and on the weekends. This was all new to me, my dumb self felt like he was really feeling me that is why he wanted so much of my time. But how wrong I was. See I had a lot of male friends in high school so my boyfriend felt like they were trying to get at his girl, which was all the way wrong. I’ve been knowing most of these guys since daycare. But he didn’t want to hear that. I thought it was cute that my boyfriend was jealous of these other guys. I was stupid, really stupid, seriously stupid in my thinking. That isn’t something that you should want your man to be. He had met my family and my mom and his aunt are really good friends. So I didn’t think he was a bad guy, just had jealousy issues. I would encourage him to go back to school to get his GED and he promises me that he would. So I get asked to homecoming by this guy who likes me. I told him no because I had a boyfriend, and he was like we could go as friends. Well, I told my boyfriend about the dance and this guy wanted to take me. Listen I’ve always thought that honesty was the best policy, but in this case, it wasn’t. He got so mad he cussed me out and slapped the shit of me. Now when that happened you would have thought that common sense would have kicked in right? Wrong you know he told me it was an accident and I believed him, but that was just the beginning.

Part 2 on Wednesday