Injustice

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
This details the story of a woman in love and the measures she went to show that love.

Submitted: January 10, 2014

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We first met when i was 18, he was 25. I was waiting for the bus and he drove past me and what i thought had been a simple encounter turned out to be my worst nightmare. He asked me for my number and i was negligent in giving it to him. I could barley see his face in the passenger seat of a huge black truck. I was tired of the nagging that i decided to give up my name on facebook. He told me there were too many and i responded with"well you better start looking then" and rode off on the bus. I thought to myself there must be too many profiles and he will not sit down to look for one person, but i was wrong. When i arrived home, there he was in my message box. But i was not just about to talk to some complete stranger so i ignored him. It wasn't after a couple of days when he stood up to me and said if you dont want to talk to me then don't. For some reason i was intrigued that someone in my life would actually speak to me in that manner. He invited me out a couple times but i didnt want to take the risk alone and i didnt even get a good glimpse of him from the first encounter so i always put my job and school as an excuse. I finally decided to drag one of my friends along with me and finally accept a date with "him". Lets call "him" "Joe".

Joe took me and my friend bike riding, and im not referring to a kids bike. We went to eat sea food along with a huge group of motorcyclist. I remember it like it was yesterday, i got home with my hair tangled from the wind and speed. The adrenaline he brought to me kept me wanting more of him, not the bike though. He became interesting to me. I wanted to know more. After that we went out a couple times but to me he was just so ugly. He just wasn't my type physically. After a couple of dates i liked the attention and life he gave me of luxury and he was a man that got things solved when i needed it and i loved it. I started to fall for him slowly but even after all our dates i hadn't even kissed him, or allowed him to for that manner. It wasn't until a girls night out that i ended drunk or "happy" per say and called him at the end of the night. He drove me home sleeping and when i woke up in front of my building he kissed me goodnight. Romantic huh? After that we kept seeing each other and everyday i fell more and more and quickly got over the "ugly" phase. He invited me over his home one day to hang out and i went, with a friend of course. We went over to the bedroom and he started to kiss me but when i realized it was getting a little out of hand i stopped him. How do i confess that Im a virgin when he's all steamed up on top of me. So i didn't. I stopped him and decided to end the night early. We kept dating and after a few months i was sleeping over. Of course i was still a Virgin at this point. I felt so attached to him emotionally at this point and wanted my days and nights to be along side of him. Its funny how we can forget our priorities or "adjust" them when were in love with someone. One night as we were sleeping things got steamed up again and i felt it was time. Time to confess of course. I finally decided to tell Joe i was a virgin. He was a bit surprised because due to my party nights and outings and AGE of course he thought i would of lost it already. He gave me my time and space. He wanted me to be ready when i gave it. One day i decided it was time with him. I decided to make everything official with him. And since then i was in love. Every insecurity of me he erased. Every doubt he turned into security. He taught me everything i didn't know and wanted to know. He gave me everything i needed and treated me like i was his and his only. I loved him.
After a few months of dating i still had not known what exactly it was that he worked because to my knowledge he was the owner of a store. But something told me that wasn't it. One day while we were in bed he confessed to me that he worked illegal jobs. I quickly jumped off the bed in surprise. It was up to me then to stay or leave. I stayed. I wanted to help him get out of that and thought that i could. He told me he wanted to but owed a huge amount of money and needed to pay it before they hurt him. 
Months passed and one day as i was cleaning the house i found a video, of him with another women. My heart dropped. He wasn't in the house but when he came in and saw the phone on the dresser he knew i had seen it. We argued. I left the house. He told me it was an old video and that he had it saved. But there was no date to it and i had no way of finding out. After some time i forgave him. One night we went out with a group of friends and everyone was drunk out their mind. Except me. They wanted to drive over to a restaurant but i was not about to get in a car with a drunk driver so i decided to drive over. When we left the restaurant Joe wanted to drive and i refused he drive. I took his jacket and got in the drivers seat of the car but he decided to take a cab. When i got to the house i didnt have the key to get in and he was too drunk to open because i took too long to find parking. I went to my home and it was then when i received a eye opening call. I realized that in his jacket was his cellphone. Lets call her "jennifer". Jennifer called and i picked up and i asked who it was, she told me she was his girlfriend. We decided to meet up and go together to drop off the car to Joe. Joe began calling and calling and noticed something was wrong. He realized i found out. He began to curse at me and telling me to go give him his fu**** phone. Me and jennifer met and we drove over. When i got to his house and he saw us together he opened the door and grabbed me and threw me out of the car. Jennifer was still inside. He parked the car and got in his other car and drove off. Me and jennifer broke all his car windows got inside a cab and left. I needed to find out what happened. We went to a restaurant and she told me everything that happened. From there on he began to call me and i decided to back out. We lost touch, but he always kept in touch with my sister. Months passed and i was still heartbroken but never looked for him. It wasn't until my sister planned a camping trip and invited him. When i went downstairs i saw the black truck i saw more than a year ago at the bus stop parked right in front of my sisters house. But i couldn't accept the reality and ignored it. When my sister came downstairs and i noticed her going to the truck and him coming out my heart dropped. I could not believe that after 7 months of losing all communication with him he had came back. I think this is the point where us women should be redundant to accepting a man back after everything you saw and been through. I drove with him to the camping site and nonetheless was stuck in the same bedroom with him. But i still had my guard up although he knew everything to say and do to bring it back down.
We acted like friends and spent those three days in recollection of our past. He confessed to me he was with someone during the time we were not together, he asked for forgiveness and i kinda sorta might have subliminally shown some type of forgiveness. When we got back to the city he wanted me to stay over his apt but i refused and decided to go home. After a good bath and rest he called me to have me picked up... And i accepted. When i got to Joe's home things got steamed as usual but i refused to have sexual intercourse with him.  Things kind of took off from there and we began a new relationship. 
Everything was perfect but like everything in this life, nothing lasts forever. We started having trust issues and arguments were endless. I had his 7 month ex girlfriend go to my job and ask me if i was with him...the stories are countless. He got a teenager pregnant as well. And when i should have backed out, again, i didn't.
Months passed and next thing i know it had been 2.5 years already. He moved out of his apartment into his sisters home and he wanted me there, all the time. I commuted from his home to mine and to work. It wasn't until one day he asked me if i knew someone that worked in a  money related business. And i did. He wanted to speak to the person but asked me to soften her up beforehand. Lets call her, "Lisa" .  i wanted to get involved as well because i knew that i would earn a huge amount of money at the end. He wasn't too happy about it but knew he would get rich in the process too if there were two of us working for him. Lisa and me were promised from the beginning that we would not get caught if we did things right. On his end, he was clean, and that nothing should come up. Next thing i know i quit my high end job and got into the same business as a supervisor where Lisa worked. 

Joe involved his entire family..they got in on the job and his sisters were even more involved with me at this point. Apart from me practically living with one sister, lets call her "Maria" she wanted and loved to spend time with me, and the feeling was mutual. We were always together and hanging out when we weren't working. His other sister, lets call her "Karina" was always cooking for me and we would spend countless moments together. Joe wasn't behaving so well because a man with money is a man whom you'll find more often in the streets. But at this point all i wanted was to finish the job and get as much as i could. 
We were getting so much money that we blinded ourselves of the reality of our relationship, and it wasn't go so well even though we were under practically the same roof. He would be out a lot drinking and working while i was working like a maniac. 
Months passed and what seemed too perfect came to an end. Joe's end of the job messed up and me and Lisa were arrested for the loss of 2million dollars.
Joe was convinced that if we "plead the fifth" we would not be incriminated. He was wrong. Me and Lisa were fired and decided to practically flee from the US because we knew we were being followed and tracked. Joe did not want me to leave because he knew that would build a bridge on our relationship and he knew i had a ex boyfriend over there. He forced me to stay with his mother.
Before leaving i wanted to know that joe would leave all illegal acts indefinitely and that he would follow his dream of being his own manager again. He asked to 'borrow' every single dollar i made while working for him and silly old me, gave it up. I told him and we agreed that i would do so under the condition that he would give me 2k a month as interest.
All was well when Lisa and left. I arrived at his mothers house and Lisa went to her family's home. All was great, too great with his home. And like everything in life, nothing is forever. things began to get rocky between his mother and i due to her casino habits. In one occasion she made up an accident just so she can justify taking out a huge amount of money in Joe's bank account. I felt it was not my place to interfere and did not mention anything to joe. I decided to go to my family's home but this only upset joe and he decided to start a war with me from afar. I would occasionally go to his mothers home to visit and always found her sleeping almost drunk from the night before at a casino. Nonetheless i never mentioned it. It wasn't until one day i decided to pick up my money that i had stored with his mom and found money missing. When i mentioned there was money missing she became defensive and locked me in her house and went off to the bank to get money. She told me she had only taken 100 but she didn't take the rest of what i was claiming to be missing. I told her it was my mistake and that i calculated wrong but she was still defensive and called her entire family saying i accused her of stealing. 
whom i saw as practically sister in laws to me after so many years in a relationship with their brother became my enemies.
5 months after i came back to the US i realized that everything had changed. Maria looked at me differently and wanted nothing to do with me. I left her house where joe lived as well. Joe's relationship with me was more distant and even he was different with me. What i thought was not going to come back and haunt me, did. 
It was 7am when i heard my door being almost thrown down. I was arrested again. Me and Lisa were let out on bail but with a pending felony case against us. We were looking at 3-5 years. My bills began to get backtracked and i soon saw myself with not one penny to my name. Constant visits to my lawyer were depressing me and i began going out more with my girlfriends whom by the way joe was not fond of. These outing with my girlfriends soon led me to meet lets call him jose. Jose and i became such good friends because he knew how to lift me from the depressing hole i was in. Joe and my firlfriends spent countless days together going out and doing cook outs.  Joe and i were on a distant relationship because i couldn't be in his home. He would come to my home and it became so monotonous from there on. He wasn't fulfilling his 2k deal with me anymore but gave me when he could. This upset me because i saw him in clubs with bottles as if he had money to spare. I wanted us to be the couple we were before and tried numerous ways but the distance wasn't helping. Lisa and i were conversing one day and she confessed to me that maria had told her that she tried to make my life impossible along side of her sister in law and that joe had gotten another girl pregnant during the time i was out. This i told to joe but family is family and he did not believe me. When i confronted joe about the pregnant girl he found a way to work his way around saying that i was not here and that he told me from the beginning not to leave, that it would only ruin our relationship. But how could i stay knowing that it would only hurt him? He did not see it like this.
Months passed and our relationship only worsened. During spiteful arguments i would threaten him and during economic desperation i would threaten him as well. I saw him in clubs and hanging out as if he didn't have a pending debt with me and this bothered me to the point where i saw myself giving him up. It bothered me to know i was sometimes without a single dollar while he was spending all of mines with who knows who in clubs and bars. It was during one night at a club that things got worse. We were going to the same club but i was going with a group of friends and so was he. Prior to this i was hearing all these comments about being with lets call her "jess". He denied it always and somehow always found a spot in my bed. So although we went to the same club that night he went his way and i went mine. But we maintained contact via text. It wasn't until i asked him where he was to go see him that he said he had no battery nonetheless he kept responding. I went up to my friend at the Deejay booth and there he was. With jess. I got furious and pushed her and confronted him. He said she was with someone else and he was with friends. But we both knew this was a lie. I left and decided to drink my life away that night. And just as i was heading out they were both there and i smacked him and grabbed her. I was fainting all while kicking and screaming. I was screaming how could he do that to me, i gave up everything for him, he knows what I'm going through because of him. I yelled so the police could come and get me because I wanted to give him up at that point. They pulled me away and threw me in a cab. I regretted it in the morning.
He would like most men keep me sexually active and we kept having our encounters. We argued and argued but always found our way back to loving each other. I wanted to keep things clear between us and asked him what was going on between him and jess but he always said nothing was going on between them. It wasn't long after one of these encounters gave me the biggest surprise after all these years, i was pregnant. 
Those were the worst nine months of my life not because i was pregnant but because he didn't seem too happy about it. It was at about 5 months in that he confessed to me that he didn't think the baby was his but thought it was Jose's. Truth be told Jose was interested in me and although he did seem to bring out the best in me and make me forget my problems with all his jokes, i never stopped loving Joe. 
Joe and i continued to see each other but it was all changing. He was being different with me, the arguments and threats were countless and although we kept having each other in bed i felt we didn't have each other at heart. Soon after i received a call that distanced me and joe for the rest of my pregnancy. 
Someone claiming to be Jess told me they were together and to stop calling joe and to leave him the hell alone. This brought pain not only emotionally to me but physically with 7 months pregnant. I called joe arguing to him but this only got things worse because he began offending me and called me a lier and said i was a psycho and that jess was nothing like that. This led to a threat i was willing to fulfill. I called my lawyer soon after and decided to meet with him. But my sisters interference led us to a certain settlement. He and i from there on would lose all type of contact no matter what. She would be the mediator and she would receive any money to be given to me. Prior to this my sister always said i spent money in things that weren't necessary and that joe did in fact give me money. It wasn't until she became our little mediator that she realized and understood my frustration. The constant lies, the "ill be there in a few" and then never arriving. The "ill call you as soon as i get something" but never calling. I just didn't know what to do anymore with no money, pregnant, and a felony to my name. I tried looking for jobs but if it wasn't my pregnancy it was my criminal background. I was desperate and going crazy every single day. I saw myself days without food in my fridge or money for transportation and then i saw joe in clubs or in bars. 
Soon before giving birth was my sentencing trial. The judge was shocked to see me there due to my previous clean record of A student and working at a high end job. She asked me why was i there. I responded. " to be honest with you i don't even know why I'm here, i had a life before me that today i miss. I lost so much more than what i gained and even though i know I'm at fault and i am guilty i just want you to know that im sorry. If i could go back to that moment i wouldn't have done this" the judge responded" how do you know you wont do it again" i responded "back then i had nothing to lose, no worries, no one to care for, but now im losing the biggest part of my life, my son. I wouldn't want to do anything again that can compromise him again". I was sentenced to a year and a day.
At that point joe and i were still not talking and soon after he was told about my sentencing he never even called me to say he was sorry or that he would stand by me or that he was there for me, nothing. He told my sister that i wouldn't last the 12 months but ill do less time. This broke my heart to hear from the man i was pregnant from, the man i gave my last penny to, my virginity, my youth, my all. The man who claimed to love me. 
A month passed and i was ready to give birth. I decided to mend things with him at least for the baby's sake and called him so he could be present. He never showed up.
My son is two months old now and he looks like a drop of water to his father and his father still claims he wants a paternity test. I recently decided to take him to court thus doing this test he wanted. He was avoiding being served the documents from court and got furious when he found out i was taking him to court. He is currently with jess by the way. Whom he neglected from the beginning. He has seen the baby twice for five minutes and always manages to say something rude about him such as, the baby who we don't know who's the father etc... I ask him for pampers twice and he brings it 2-3 weeks after. 100 pampers. Till this day i still see him in the club/bar scene and he is unable to give me money. I know i will never see my money again and i have dedicated myself to unleash myself from my own money that he owes me. 

Soon after i received news that joe had been killed in a car accident. Go figure. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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