For many days I couldn’t sleep, partly because he would keep waking me up pestering me for sex when I just wanted to vomit at the mere sight of him.
I needed to leave… I needed to run away but I felt trapped, and I still wasn’t sure where I was going to go, all I knew for sure was that I couldn’t stay here anymore.
When I woke up in the morning, I made the biggest decision anyone could ever make and that was to leave. I wasn’t sure where I would be going but whilst Lucy was asleep, I packed a small bag of belongings and got Lucy ready. I placed her in my arms and slowly exited the house whilst he lay sleeping a hungover off.
I could feel my stomach panging with anxiety. I wanted to vomit. I was scared I guess in case he woke up and saw me leaving but thankfully he didn’t,