We arrive at the house and I am tired. Everyone greets me with hugs and kisses and make sure I am okay. Brandon walks me towards the bathroom and gets my bath ready for me. He grabs my pajamas and helps me into the tub.
Me: Thank you for everything
Brandon: I'm so sorry Joanna. I'm so sorry.
As Brandon repeats those words I begin to cry again. He hugs me tight and then helps me by washing me up and my hair. Then he pulls me out of the bath and into bed. As soon as I know it, I fall asleep. As I am sleeping, the events of the day before yesterday go through my head and I begin to have a panic attack.
Brandon: Babe, it's okay I'm here. You are fine.
All I could do was cry. Brandon hugs me tighter and kisses me on my temple to soothe me.
Brandon: What did he do to you?
Me: Brandon, he treated me like a toy. He dragged me by my hair and he punched me. He r***d me for an hour straight Brandon without stopping. I could not do anything. I fought him back but he overpowered me. He told me he was going to take me to Canada, force me into marriage and make me bore his children. What if I become pregnant with his child?
As I continue to cry all Brandon does is hold me and rocks me back and forth in his arms.
Brandon: PERRA ESTUPIDO! I'ma f*****g kill him. He won't hurt you again and this time I mean it. If I have to kill him then so be it. I'm sorry and it won't happen again. I will never let you out of my sight again.
As we sit on the bed with Brandon rocking me in his arms, we both fall asleep.
As I wake up the next morning, I see Brandon fast asleep. I walk into the kitchen and see that Jose is the only one up.
Jose: buenos Dias, Míja
Me: Buenas Dias, Jose do you mind taking me to the therapist today. The doctor assigned me to go to overcome this.
Jose: Si, Míja. What days of the week do you go?
Me: Lunes, Miercoles, y Sabado
Jose: Okay, well get dressed and I will take you
I head towards the room and get some clothes and head in the shower. I enter me and Brandon's room and see he is awake.
Brandon: Where are you going?
Me: Remember I have therapy today, Monday and Wednesday for a month.
Brandon: Yeah, I didn't know you start today. I will take you.
Me: Well I asked your father to take me but you can be my support system and come.
I head towards the living room waiting for Jose and Brandon. They are finally ready and we head out the door to the car. It takes 15 minutes to get to the therapist office.
1 hour later
My therapy session is over. We head back towards the house and everyone is sitting in the living room watching tv. I greet everyone with a kiss. I sit next to Brandon and join in watching tv. Two hours later we have pollo, papas fritas, y arroz for dinner. (Chicken, fries, and rice) We all enjoy dinner and head towards our room.
Brandon: So how do you think this therapy thing is going for you?
Me: I think it's helping me get through this moment.
Brandon: As long as you are happy with the results, I am happy.
Brandon walks towards me and kiss me long and deep. As we continue to kiss the room door swings open.
Maria: ohh. Lo siento. I was just checking on Joanna but I see she is alright. Are you two working on getting me grand babies?
Brandon: Mama, I told you, you will get them when we are ready. We can't just have a affectionate moment without you busting in on us and thinking we are about to have babies.
Maria: Well are you? Joanna?
All I could do is laugh as the 5- foot woman look at me with all smiles waiting for my answer.
Me: No, we both agreed to wait until we get a little older. But I promise you, you will get your grand babies one day.
Maria: Okay, that's all I wanted to hear. I'ma leave and let you two finish your session.
As she walks out, Brandon yells Mom we weren't having s*x for the last time. We just look at each other and begin to laugh.