I ran upstairs and locked myself in the guest room. All I could hear on the other side of the house was Dakota screaming. He was mad because his grandmother decided not to take sides and he wanted her to kick me out.
He left to go get Caiden from the bus stop and when he came back the horror continued. Not only that but he has his son on the other side of the door hollering at me just like his dad. That broke me a little, only because I really love that kid.
I heard him say he was going to get his friend to come over and beat my ass. His yelling set me off though, I couldn’t get away from it and I was too overwhelmed to think so I did the most logical thing in my mind and I called the police.
Of course, he was able to leave and drive off before the police would arrive but I was fully prepared for him to get a slap on the wrist for how he was acting and treating not only me but his grandmother as well,
I assured the police that I was going to leave and move in with some family in Florida and that I would be safe if they left and if I felt I wasn’t safe anymore I could call them back.
I honestly don’t remember how we got it so we were even talking again but before I knew it we were downstairs having a serious conversation about us and what had to be done from this point forward.
We tinkered back and forth with the idea of me going back to Florida but ultimately he really wanted me to stay, and I was willing to stay if he rekindled the relationship we had months back before coming to Missouri.
We’d spend hours and hours discussing his far out sci-fi theories of Aliens and how they came about or if we really come from a God or are we just balls of energy waiting to be released so we can finally travel through space and time.
We talked about our personalities and communicated how we felt, why we did certain things and I felt like I finally was able to resolve some stuff that we both didn’t know how to bring up or solve without breaking boundaries before.
I do believe that our relationship would have lasted and gotten better if I had stayed, but after experiencing
But, I got paid and after I did he asked me what I was going to do and I said I guess I’ll buy my bus ticket back to Florida and for a split second I thought maybe he’d try and stop me or convince me to stay but he said nothing so I booked my trip back to Florida for the following week.
Before I left we talked and talked and solved so many issues we were having and it was light a weight was lifted off my shoulders and I could finally breathe again. Life always has the worst timing.
The day I was to leave him, Caiden and I got together and made ourselves some tie dye t shirts so we’d always have something to remember each other with (mine turned out amazing, by the way).
They drove me down to the bus stop in Springfield and we sat together and said our emotional goodbyes.
Allie Willey 