Aloha, Welcome back to part 2.

The owner of the house answers her phone and says that Bob's and I must go to the house across the street from the house that Bob's and his family were going to be staying at because that was the owners cousin. Wow! talk about Wow! okay so we walk across the street and say we need the keys to the house across the street because Bob's and his family are going to be now renting it. The person did not want to give us the keys, she refused and said I was lying. I then went next door to Bob's car and got the paperwork and also called the owner and said her cousin was giving us problems, the owner advised us that we are more than welcome to call the cops if she does not give us the keys to the house. 

I then went back over to the owners cousin house and showed her the signed papers stating they are now renting out her cousins house. The owners cousin then threw the keys in our face and huffed away slamming her door. Bob's and I then walked across the street smiling and holding each other very excited to see inside the house for the first time and actually now being able to put things into the house as well. Bob's calls him mom them to come over and check out the house and start putting things in the house slowly by slowly. I the next day call the electric company, water company, and propane company to get things set up. Propane was for the shower, bathroom sink, kitchen sink, stove etc things that requires use of hot water. 

Bobs and his family are finally settled in the house the following year. Then that is when things start hitting the fans really fast with Bob's and I. Bob's brother always wanted to be around us and had to be around us, it was getting on my nerves. He did have brains when he wanted to use them. But all in all Bob's brother was a mental case in my eyes and some other people too. Bob's mom was always having to go and see her daughters in kona now more often than before and Bob's was always the driver for his mom them, I had no choice but to follow because I wanted to be with him. His sisters really did start to show that they did not want me around there baby brother. Giving me attitude every once in a while, and shrugs of the shoulder instead of giving me replies or responses to anything I am saying when I am talking to them. 

Now here it comes down to it, the physical abuse It all started at the old house when I was already staying with Bob's and his family. I would be on the phone and he would be right there standing in front of me, or behind me listening to who I am talking to and what I am talking about. I would get off the phone and get my phone yanked out of my hand and then he would start going through my phone to see what I was doing as well. I would tell him I was going home to be with my grandmother for little while and help her out around her house, I would get the third degree, Why do I need to go over there? Why don't I just stay there and not come back? Why all of a sudden I want to go home? I mean honestly my family is always going to be my immediate family and no one should ever have to make a choice between there family or the one they are with, unless its different situation and circumstances,like life or death. 

My phone got yanked out of my hand and broken into two pieces right in front of my face. Now on that phone I had memories of my friend that had just passed away at the age of 20 from in illness till today I do not understand, but the reason he had broken that phone into two pieces is because I had called my mom to come and pick me up because I could not take bob's bull shit crap anymore. Now I have a broken phone and am yelling someone call my mom them and tell them bob's broke my phone, literally yelling. You must be wondering why would I be yelling to the neighbors like that well because everyone knows everyone in there town and the next town to it in Hawai'i, it is a true fact. Well I ended up going to next door an using there phone to call my mom to come and get me. That was when it first started. Then there was this one time when I was texting on my phone and did not look up at him when he was speaking to me he slapped me right in my face, open hand too. Imagine a man's open hand hitting a woman's face while she is not paying attention, now that left a mark for a few days. 

Now the next time Bob's had to get up early to go to work and I remember him saying that he had to go to work early the next day because had a few people that were unable to come in and they needed to finish the block they were in, block is the field of macadamia nuts that they were picking in, and Bob's and his family picked macadamia nuts for a living or picked coffee. But anyways I was still in bed and I could hear Bob's and his family getting ready to go to work, Bob's comes in a rips the blankets off of me and says what you not going get your ass up and tell me bye, I'm like uh okay, and I kiss him and tell him bye, Bob's turns around and tells me make sure I answer his texts and calls if he calls or texts me on his breaks, I say ok bye, and Bob's then leaves for works with his family. That was a day that was my first hell day in my books. 

Now the next time is only the beginning it did not end there. I would go out with my girlfriends, to the beach, or out to the next town, and I would get the 3rd degree and a half. I come back from a day out with my friends and as soon as my room door closes I get slapped in my face, and I get thrown on the bed, I get the questions of who was I really with? Why didn't I answer my phone when he was calling me? Why did it take me so long to text back or call back? Why you posting selfies? Then Bob's would tell me that I am no longer allowed to hang out with my girlfriends no more, if my friends wanted to hang out they hand to come over, I could not go out. When my friends did come over to the house, I did try and show them signs that I was not happy and I was trapped by him. 

Now the new house that Bob's and his family are in, the physical abuse starts getting worse, mental abuse also starts, which is just not good. I started getting punches to my chest, back and stomach. I was getting slapped in my face multiple times. I would get my ears pinched till they bled while I was driving with his mother and friends mother in the car. Most of the time when I was getting physically or mentally abused Bob's mother mostly always was there. Bob's mom would turn the story around and call the cops and say that I abused her son. When I was the one bleeding and hurting. I got a 4x4 thrown on my left big toe. I got almost fully pushed out of his vehicle going 56mph, because I told bob's to stop the car and let me out. Bob's kept me awake for 1 whole day straight with no sleep, I was so tired. I went to lay down to sleep one night, and told him goodnight like I usually do and I never got a reply back so I went to bed. A few minutes later I am almost asleep and bobs comes in the room and starts watching t.v. loudly, then he starts stomping his feet, then he starts throwing things around in the room, and then he yanks off my blankets and yells at me, names that I need not say.

Those names were like wow, I could not believe what was coming out of Bob's mouth, and then what he says next why he is doing all this will indeed shock the shit out of you because it shock the shit out of me. I have never had all that done to me for the reason that Bob's tells me. The reason Bob's is doing all this and acting the way he is acting is because....

Stay tuned for Part 3

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