Hi. I'm Sarah. I'm 25 years old and I now live in London with my husband Liam and 2 kids. But it wasn't always this way. There's a story to it.
In March of 2013, I used to be with a guy. His name was Kevin. Kevin was a straight up douche bag, but he said that if I even tried to leave him he would threaten to kill me.
Later that year, I think in around May-ish, Kevin and I moved in together. We lived in a ghetto neighborhood where smoking pot or cocaine, was an everyday thing. I never dared to touch drugs though.
Kevin would hurt me physically, verbally, sexually, and mentally. There was no escape. I couldn't leave him. If you'd walk in to our house, the aroma of pot and alcohol would just kill ya.
There was a plus side to living there though. My neighbor was a brown-eyed boy who wasn't much older than me. His name was Liam.
Liam never smoked. He never drank. He was sweet:) Liam was also a friend of Kevin's. Liam would come over occasionally and we'd sit in chat. But of course Kevin wouldn't be home.
There was one visit that was really special though. Liam barged in with his hands tangled in his hair. He had something on his mind that he needed to get out. "Sarah, I know that you're with Kevin. And I don't know how to say this, but I see how he treats you. And I can we off tell that you aren't happy. I wanna be the one to make you happy Sarah. I love you so much. You're sweet, beautiful, and I can't keep seeing you this way. I wanna be with you." He said.
I didn't know what to reply. I had a shocked look on my face but the truth is, I really liked Liam. I know he would make me happy and make me feel loved. But, I couldn't leave Kevin. Unless I wanted to die.......
Liam looked at me and then said, "Sarah, I'm sorry. It was stupid anyways. I'm so retarded for saying that. I'm.... I'm gonna go now. Sorry to bother you".
After that, I didn't talk to Liam for almost two weeks. But, Kevin had played a trip with some of his ghetto pot dealing friends. He never told me where he was going but he would be gone for 27 days. And those twenty seven days I could sort everything out with Liam. I packed all my things and went to Liam's house.
*knock, knock, knock*
Liam opened the door surprised to see me. I quickly explained to him that Kevin was out of town and this was our chance to run away together to somewhere he couldn't find us.
Liam was hesitant at first but once he thought about it, he bolted upstairs and packed his things.
I had already bought 2 plane tickets to America. Kevin would never think to look there:) we got on the plane and the whole time we talked. Finally! Me and Liam were alone. Well at least that's what I thought.........