He ruined my life so what if I ruined his, but wait I already have. I have a fiance who treats me like shit. I couldn't take it anymore. My life was miserable. He would beat me, talk to me terribly, and this bastard even raped me. I had to get him out of my life one way or another, I just never thought that this was gonna be the way. In the end I can admit I may have went a little crazy. I can also admit I may have went a little too far trying to prove my point and 'teach him a lesson' but guess what? I don't regret not one damn thing I did to him.
Oh but I guess introductions are in order. My name is Queen Harris. I live in Los Angeles with my fiance Aaron. I have a sister named Brooklyn who means the world to me. She is there for me through the good and the bad I'm the same way with her. We are each other's best friends. Honestly we would beat someone's ass for each other, either that or tag team they shit. But this story is really about my fiance. He is such a......sigh(my hands balled into fists) I can just say I had to do what I had to do to protect myself and even though I may have went a little crazy,( okay okay maybe more than a little) I'm safe and finally I have peace of mind. Okay so I'll just start from one of the situations we had a while back.
