Blackened

On February 28, I went into labor with my son. Kody called out of work that night saying his son was being born. He called him his son and everyone knew that wasn't really the case, but he got major brownie points for it. You know the whole 'taking on a child that isn't yours' kick, it gets people reeled in pretty fast. He had been super supportive up to that point, by my side the whole time. Worried about me. Excited even to some degree. He wasn't in the room though when my son was born, at the time Jesse was still in the picture, so I only had him, my mom and my sister with me. I lived to regret that choice for years. More so because he NEVER let me live it down. When my son was born, I waited till everyone left to bring Jesse in to meet him. I was nervous and scared, because I was worried this would be too much for him to handle. A baby and a woman in his life, needing a lot from him. But he kept promising me that it was what he had wanted, and that he wante...

Time had passed by, a month later I found out I was actually pregnant (from a different person) and that whole situation was... Rocky. Short tell all, I had been half dating a guy named Jesse, and I only did because I was desperate to be wanted. Well an old flame came out of the woodwork and took me off the market and I found out I was pregnant when I was with him and I didn't know who was the dad. (It was Jesses') My boyfriend at the time didn't want it, Jesse did, so he and I split and Jesse and I got together. Etc.  Well, Jesse was abusive. He was very controlling to me. He'd constantly lock me in corners and yell at me for talking to people. He'd always go through my phone and ridicule every conversation I had with people. One time I covered my ears to block out his yelling and he grabbed my arms and held them down telling me I needed to pay attention and hear him. He left bruises. (Mind you I was like 6 months pregnant when this happened)  He also (and re...

I had known him since I was 12, back when he had a huge crush on my sister. I remember sitting in the living room at my mom and step dad's house, shy as all can be, watching the two of them flirt together. He kept making jokes about me, I felt at the time it was because it was making my sister laugh a lot. The jokes hurt, but I had learned early not to let them bother me.  Fast forward to when I was 19, and we met again. I hadn't seen him since I was 12, and I had grown a lot since then. I was at the end of my 'high school relationship'. We had been non stop fighting and we both knew it was over, just neither of us had said the words.  My step dad at the the time had cancer, and he told me that his friend Kerry and his son Kody were coming from Idaho to visit, where they have lived for the past 6 years. I guess his grandpa passed away and they were coming down for his funeral.  For some reason, I wanted to make it my mission for him to notice me before my siste...