ANTONIO'S PRISON VISIT 4 (CONT.)

Ivy's POV (cont.)

FLASHBACK:

Antonio and Dominick would come home and pass out on the sofa or floor in the living room and for 12 hours straight. When they did wake up, it was back to going out and handling their business. After business, they were back out getting drunk and high again.

One night we were in the bed Antonio was asleep, I was watching TV just about to fall asleep. It was around 3:00 a.m. and his phone lit up. At first, I figured it was one of his friends; but then I thought maybe it was an emergency because Dominick was not at home. His phone kept dinging with back to back text messages. I got out the bed and went over to his phone. I saw that there were 10 text messages. I unlocked his phone and went through his text messages.

Too my surprise, those text messages were a bunch of nude photos of Sarah. I scroll up and see their sexting conversations. He was calling me a bitch, telling her lies about me and how I was horrible in bed. Dude dogged me out and called me every name in the book. Then, the icing on the cake; she had sent him a photo of her positive pregnancy test.

Their texting and phone calls had been going on for three months. Naturally, I was hurt, heartbroken and became depressed. I was really in love with him. When we were together, he was a completely different person.

I don't know what possessed me to do it. But, after reading those text messages, I became really, really angry. So, I did what any reasonably angry, insane, girlfriend of seven years would do.

I unhooked his phone from the charger walked out the bedroom and went into the kitchen. I grabbed a cup and filled it with ice cold water. I calmly walked back into the bedroom and stood right next to the side of the bed he was sleeping on. Then I began to pour the water on him.

He instantly jolted up from his sleep yelling, "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

"YOU LYING, THIRSTY, CHEATIN' ASS, SON-OF-A-BITCH!!" I threw the cup at his head.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"

Putting in his passcode, I pulled up the text messages and his call log and showed it to him.

"You're talking to this ugly ass BITCH Sarah! Talking about how you wanna fuck her and all that shit. You also got her pregnant. Let's not forget to mention, how you dogged me out to this hoe!"

He swiped the phone out my hand, "Why the fuck were you even going through my shit?" He got out the bed and got in my face.

"Your damn phone has been going off all night; keeping me awake! I thought maybe it was an emergency and had something to do with your brother! But OH NO, it's this nasty, disease ridden SARAH!"

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK. DON'T BE TOUCHING MY SHIT!"

I shoved him, "WHO THE HELL IS SHE AND HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKING HER?!"

"None of you damn business."

"You nasty ass bitch. It is my business, you sleeping with other girls. I don't know if your ass has caught something. I'm pregnant, you could be bringing home anything!"

He shoved me into the wall, "Ivy, you got one more time to call me a bitch,"

"Bitch…. Bitch…. and 5 more Bitches on top of those two. I'm done! Have fun with your $2.50 'hoe" I shoved him out of the way to go to the closet.

I started packing my clothes to go stay in a hotel for a while. Just as I began walking away, Antonio grabbed me by my hair and slung me on to the floor. Before I could register what was happening. He was on top of me punching me in my face and in my stomach. Then he started choking me, and I blacked out.

When I woke up the next morning, I was lying in our bed, not remembering what had happened the night before. All I knew was that my throat was sore, burning, and it was painful to swallow. It wasn't until I got out the bed, went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Then I saw it, all of the damage. You could clearly see all the bruises that had turned black and blue; red fingerprint marks that wrapped around my neck. I gasped; my face was distorted beyond belief. I began to quietly cry.

That was the very first time he had ever put his hands on me. I wouldn't, couldn't talk to him for days. I couldn't even go out of the house because I was too embarrassed. The beating was so bad, no amount of makeup could cover it; it just seemed to melt off my face.

Even though he did apologize the day after and begged for forgiveness; I was traumatized. My belly hurt and I was afraid if I moved too much, I would lose my child. I just lay in bed; unable to move.

A week later, Antonio told me that he made her have an abortion and that he ended things with her. He of course promised, as they all do, that everything will change, and that it would never happen again.

I told Antonio, if he ever put his hands on me again, I would leave and never look back. He never did put his hands on me after that incident; until I was further along in my pregnancy with Harley; and he thought I was out cheating with Tyreese.

END OF FLASHBACK

Before I knew it, we were back at my hotel. I paid for the trip with cash and gave the driver an extra tip for waiting patiently for me to return from inside the prison.

After being in my room for an hour or so; I began to feel restless. I was thinking way too much. I decided to visit the pizzeria across the street from the hotel, to take my mind off things for a while.