So, here he is arriving 4 or 5 hours later. Always updated with new trends, shirts for young people from t-shirtat. The bruising is starting. I’m in pain and shock. Likely had a serious concussion and possible TBI. I get introduced to my “new” stepmother. And they want to visit. Like, let’s have coffee and tea and get to know each other. Since I’m already in shock I play hostess because I have no fight in me. Somewhere in the middle of this getting to know you BS my stepmother asks me why I’m not closer to (older half sister and her mom) or upset about the death of (previous stepmother, recently deceased). Well, neither of them are my mom, I answer. She’s shocked. “Who’s your mom?”I show her a photo.
When I met him I knew him because we had the same friends and I went to school with his cousins. He was talking to other women behind my back on and off. I would confront him and try to talk things out with him. He saw the tears run down my face and would say ok i won’t do it again but he kept doing. I felt really stupid but I was the one who gave him the benefit of the doubt. He did it again a month before we were suppose to marry and something inside of me clicked. I was not upset, didn’t cry. I told him I needed to speak to him.
He said it wasn’t him yet nobody else has his photos so i knew he was lying. I didn’t say much to him for a few days and he started crying and drinking. I ended up kicking him out. He had the nerve to text me and say oh you should have given me a two week notice. My response was for what for breaking my heart?!? plus we were renting at my mother’s house and she didn’t know what happened plus she didn’t even know i kicked him out. Also we didn’t have a contract it was more of a verbal agreement of ok you can live here as long as rent is paid no issues and you clean up behind yourself.
And my dad says, “I’ve been trying to forget her for the past 20 (30?) years”. And his “compliments” to my mother continued from there. Mind you, the one constant in my entire life was and is my mother. She’d just gone back to Mexico 3 days before the assault and while this conversation was happening was making arrangements to return home. So, I’m sitting there injured, in pain, in shock and absolutely aghast at how this man who had walked out of my life on multiple occasions could sit there and say that kind of bullshit to me and wife #4 who until that moment had thought she was wife #3.