Jessica I need ur new address so I can send u a separation agreement basically saying u don't want no money from me. Also get it notarized and sent it back asap as soon as you get the paperwork.

I was a bit drowsy when I looked at that making me do my usual thing when I am confused. I tilted my head and blink dumbly. Rubbing my eyes I quickly called him and asked him that not even twenty four hours ago didn't he promised me to help me with my bills sense I didn't have a job yet and such.

Why should I help you? You left me just because I was jacking off to a porno of some girl being raped, me jacking off in our living room couch. Which by the way was better than cheating on you and you made me out to be a bad guy? I didn't hit you, or even touch you! Emotional abuse? Please if anything you did that to me. Your the b***h and should suffer for it... You want emotional abuse? I want you to beg for me to get your bills paid. Go ahead beg for it. And I might be merciful enough for you.

I don't know what I was thinking but I started to tear up and I begged for him. I degrade myself enough to be his b***h and begged for him to help me pay my bills sense were gonna be separated. I swear I could feel him smile like a damn monster that he is. And when he was done laughing he simply told me he was testing me and that I passed... I get my bills payed off by him. He laughed again and stated that if I was thinking of going back to Marcus that I was a bigger dumb b***h than he thought.

He probably is only loving you because he feels sorry for you. You arn't really his. You will never get his real love do you know why? Before we stopped talking he said that you didn't even look half as pretty as he thought you did. After the call i simply stared at my cell... What had I done?

I felt so small, meaningless, and like a damn stray mutt that nobody wanted. After crying harder I realized something... What if Marcus... Only took me back because he felt sorry for me? Could Allen really be telling the truth? Oh god how can I face him?..

God I don't know I just feel like lower than dirt. I guess dad's saying about my foot in the grave and the other in a banana peel was coming true.. Only I slipped and I am now fully in the grave. Only thing now I'm waiting for is the cold dirt to bury me.