A Depleted Juliet

As you have read about my escape from A-town to move south to meet my father something had happened that forced me to go. I had knew about my dad for 3 years now but had no interest in meeting him. Why? Because I felt no need, I did without him for 21 years of my life what was he going to do for me then? When I say things happen for a reason is because they are God sent reasons. There are no coincidences in life everything is purpose.

I was 21 years old and had an 11 month old son, his name is Abel. I was in and out of my grandmother’s house because my baby’s father wasn’t capable of sustaining a foundation for my son and I. He was a drug and sex addict for 16 years then. He was only 29 at this time. I decided I wanted to make a home for me and my son and worked 2 jobs. I was a sale associate for a retail company J.C.Penny and I did data entry for a pluming company during the day. I had no other choice but to work two jobs to try and make ends meet for my son and me. I found the ability and strength to move out on my own and left the door open to my baby’s daddy at the time to move in or not. He was unstable, emotionally and physically. Drugs and sex drove him to destruction. He made the decision not to move in but stayed here and there at his own discretion. He would watch our son here and there when he found time.

I went to work on a Wednesday morning and everything was fine he had the day off from work but told me to find a sister for our son because he had errands to run. I agreed and took my son to my grandmother’s house and left him there until I got off of work. I finished up my day job to immediately after starting my evening job. I couldn’t afford a land line back then because I was barely starting to live on my own so it wasn’t within my means. A cell phone was completely out of the question as well. He picked me up from one job to drop me off at the next he hadn’t picked my son up yet and of course he was already high. I specifically told him to go get the baby and head home he shouldn’t be driving that way, and to pick me up at 12 midnight.

12 o’clock came and he was not outside my job. I sat on the curb of the mall where J.C.Penny was and waited with a co worker of mine that I was supposed to give a ride home. Well we sat outside for almost 2 hours with no way of me reaching him. I was hot and heated and worried sick. He finally pulled up and I got in and of course he was higher than before. We sat in silence not wanting to argue in front of my co worker. He was a manager at Toys R Us so he worked graveyard he had to be at work at 2:30am so we drove to drop him off and my baby was sound asleep in his car seat like a little angel. I go about my way to drop my co worker and drive home and by this time it is now about 3 am. I lay my baby down in his play pin and noticed the closet light on which was odd because I had turned it off in the morning before I left to work. I notice the video camera out of its protective case and the red battery indicator light flashing. I pulled it out and my heart began to pound, my hands all shaky and my palms all sweaty. I played the camcorder to find nothing; I then became curious and rewinded the tape. I pushed down on the play button and watched through the little screen my baby’s father undressing another woman on my bed. My heart broke at that moment into two pieces. It went further; I couldn’t believe the nerve he had to do that in my home.

I got my son and I drove off to his work I threw the camcorder at him and broke down into tears and just couldn’t believe what I had just seen. I drove off into the night and sped home and crawled into bed and cried myself to sleep. He decided to leave work and come to my house and check up on me and started to fight with me he hit me a few times and I was able to manage to call his ex girlfriend which is his daughters mother and asked her to come and help me get him out of there. She showed up shortly after and I managed to get him out and as I was walking in and he walking out he kicked me in the stomach and dropped me to the ground. I was down for a good 5 minutes I want to say. I ran inside to use the phone to call 911 but he had already ripped the cord out of the wall.

I was too scared to fall back to sleep so waited for day to break. I showered and refreshed myself and went to work. I started receiving harassing phone calls and threats from him to watch myself because when he saw me he was going to harm me and the home I had was no longer a home. I got frightened and asked my boss if I could leave home early, they were aware of the harassing phone calls and threats and supported me while I was there. I called a really good friend of mine and she come get me and take me home to see what exactly he was referring to, me not having a home. As I pull up the car isn’t there so I was happy he wasn’t at my place as I turn the key and walk in the house smells like bleach and everything was torn to shreds. My couches where stabbed to death, television screen shattered, end tables and coffee tables broken. I entered my kitchen dishes shattered all over the floor mini blinds cut with scissors, a glass dining room table shattered to itty bitty pieces. My bedroom oh god help me at this point, mattresses stabbed and sliced with the cotton everywhere, all my clothes bleached. Well he left my son and me with nothing. What else to do then to fall to the ground and cry everything I worked for gone and taken by the hands of the one I loved and cherished.

My best friend Annabel managed to help me get up and make it to the door as we reach the door he appears in the hall of the apartment complex he pushes her out of the way and grabs me by my neck and extended his arm up to pin me to the wall so he could strangle me. My friend started to kick and punch him so he could let me go. I felt like if he was some sort of incredible hulk because of the strength he had, I was pretty sure it was the drugs that helped him with the strength. She finally managed to get him away from me and we ran. The police were called and I was red all over from crying, they couldn’t tell if he had hit me so they asked if I wanted to press charges. I didn’t, I couldn’t. The police escorted him out and a police report was made and I was driven to my mom’s house. That instant my mom decided this was enough she made the call to get me out of the Los Angeles County and into the San Diego area.

A restraining order was placed and I left with nothing but a bag of new under clothes my mom bought for me and my son and a bag of clothes I was able to salvage. I was on my way to meet a man called my dad for the first time which I needed most that very second.


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

You know.. I really enjoyed this.. I did expect something different by reading the title.. A Depleted Juliet.. and the attached photo wonderful


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Astra Nomik 5 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

Stunning and shocking. Your life sounds like a movie gone wrong in every sense... Wow. I'd like to read your poetry collection. What a life you have had, Bella. I voted this up, but I think you need a hug more than a vote up.


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

Frank, Awwww you are too sweet thank you. It sounds like a poem title which is my specialty but I have been requested to work on my bio and so well I thought of the title as I was foolishly in love like Juliet and felt that I would die for love but then I got older and wiser and said screw that I love myself more than I love him. Thanks again for reading.

Astra, My life felt like a movie lol. And it still feels like a movie but I stay sane and continue to strive for success what else is there to do?? I will continue to write and my collection of pain and sorrow and hurt poems are collected in Poetic Junkyard Vol. 1 Thanks again bunches

bella


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Jo_Goldsmith11 5 years ago

Bless your heart! I hope life has treated you better. What a moving story. You deserve all the happiness in the world. May God bless you always.. voted up


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

Jo, Thank you for stopping by it is appreciated. My life is coming along and I am moving along with the healing process but thanks again.

bella


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blaise25 5 years ago from close to you...

Bella you've been through a lot. You're not just an amazing writer, you're an amazing mom, too. You're a very strong woman. I know sunshine awaits you soon..I wish you all the best. *hugs and kisses to you and your son*


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sassyk73 5 years ago from Milwaukee, WI

I love the title. Thank you for sharing your story. I could actually see myself right there with you. You are an excellent writer. You are right...God does not make mistakes. He blessed you with a son and He blessed us with you.


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kimh039 5 years ago

Healing takes time. I hope you reach a point in your healing that you can re-read this one day and think, "I make much better choices today." I was hoping at the end that you didn't jump from the kettle to the fire when you left to stay with your "dad" - who you didn't know. May you find much healing and strength, bellawriter. Thanks for sharing your story.


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

I see it as I been blessed with agift a gift that was attained from a life experience that I had to go through. I know there are many reasons as to why I went through what I went through but I have learned to embrace my trials and continue to strive for success. I thank you for such a beautiful comment. Thank you again.

Sassy, thank you I love the title too I may write a book using that title one day :) I am sorry you have been there as well. But hey reasons remember its always reason. Thank you.

Kimh, Healing does take time and so does love. I did jump from the kettle to the fire in heading south to meet my father I met him twice once for an hour conversation and second lying cold in his coffin bed to rest. Thank you for reading my story. :)

bella


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fucsia 5 years ago

Thanks for sharing your story. Your life should be hard, I hope that now you and your son have found that serenity that each of us deserves.


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

fucsia, thank you for the visit it is great to see new faces, My son and I along with my other two children are in a better place now and strive to be happy. I thank you for the warm and kind comment.

bella


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Nikkij504gurl 5 years ago from Louisiana

Oh bella. Looking at you now, who would have thought that you had went through all that. You have grown and become so much better and stronger because of it. some women never get out. I am proud of you, my blossom, you truly have...blossomed. into a wonderful loving caring woman. I hope you never go through any of that ever again. He should be lucky I wasnt around I would have killed him hurting my friend like that in front of me.


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

Nikki, Yes many say the same thing. Shoot I say the same thing I have made a vast recovery from what I went trough for a person like me and all I experienced I should have been in a psych ward serious I was asked by a psychologist how I coped with it and my responce was with tears and prayer. She asked if I had been prescribed any anti depresents and my reply was no. I did all faith and belief healing and I was protected mentally. but i should have gone crazy several times. thanks sunshine you mean a great lot to me.

bella


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Nikkij504gurl 5 years ago from Louisiana

well im glad you arent in some insane assylum. You made it on your own and got through it on your own, with the help of God of course, and loving caring family and friends. you were never alone. even when you felt you couldnt be anymore alone.


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

I agree and I am quite the chipper for not being in an assylum with mental people lol (no offense to those who are mentally ill)


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always exploring 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

I agree with Astra. You need a hug. I am so sorry you had to live that way. I hope this write will rid you of him and past pain. Bless you.


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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California Author

I really thought I was not going to be able to break loose of my relationship I saw no life living the way I was. Especially with him. I had an empty body cassing. I have learned that love shouldn't harm me, that love shouldn't hurt me that love was special and honest. Thank Always I appreciate it.


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carolinemd21 4 years ago from Close to Heaven

When I read this I was in shock. I could feel the pain and emotion in your words. He sounds like an unbelievable monster. It is so great that you got away. Thank you for sharing your story.

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