The first love

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      There she was Brittney as beautiful as ever blonde hair blue eyes as vibrant as the ocean. She was sitting in class deep in thought about the man she was finally promised to. She loved the idea of spending the rest of her life with this man, but for some reason she still had the off feeling that something just never seemed right with him. He always was on his phone when she was around it was like she didn't exist. He claimed that she was the love of his life and the only woman that he ever wanted while they was in public but at home her world was completely different.      She had to force herself to love him as he yelled at her for every little thing that went wrong. He claimed it was just because he was under stress but even when he wasn't he was even more abusive than before. When they f****d Brittney never felt pleased he was always all about him. She laid there still as ever in deep thought how could she ever love this man he didn't want her she was just security to know he had a woman under lock and key literally. She couldn't help but feel like there had to be someone that truly would love her out there but how would she ever know if he never let her out of the house without him being where she was. All her friends loved him so there was never a time they ever told him he couldn't come out with them.      She had to find a way out. She knew there was something more. She could feel it through out her entire body that's it. She made a plan next time he went to work she was going to pack up and leave. Where was she to go though? if she pulled any money out of the account she knew he would be alerted and come straight home if he seen her gone. He would flip out and there would be a full on search party out for her within that hour. The thought of him searching was enough to make her stomach sick. Time to get a better idea.     The next morning when she awoke he wasn't there but where was he she knew today was his day off. So why wasn't he still sleeping in? Normally he demands breakfast to be ready the minute he woke up. She stretched and got up as she walked to the kitchen she had a gut wrenching feeling inside her stomach. She knew something was off but what was it. There it was a perfectly folded up piece of paper with a note written on it reading as follows:      House w***e,      I have been called into work today. The house must be spotless and dinner must be made and hot for when I get home. We will be having a guest for dinner after you finish all of that all of your stuff needs to be packed I have rented you a motel. You don't even deserve that much.              Sincerely,                 Your ex.          After she read the note she was over whelmed with emotions anger, excitement, depression. Why was she sad she finally had a way out it's what she truly wanted. It was because all she ever was is replaceable to everyone that was supposed to love her either left or she wasn't good enough for. The only thing that came to mind was, why? Why wasn't she good enough? At this point she could careless about money. She had devoted the last 4 years of her life to this evil man. She put up with the constant mental and physical abuse. She cooked and cleaned. She had known for a year that he had been unfaithful and didn't truly wanted to be with her.     She decided it's time for a change.
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