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after the concert was over, and as usual, we got into it. I hung up the phone and  slept at my friend’s house. When I woke up the next morning, I had 80 missed calls, and I’m not exaggerating. I had about 70 missed calls from him alone, then my nephew, Daria, my mother, and my brother. Oh, don’t let me forget the 10 nasty text messages he left. I returned Daria’s call first, and she was hollering as soon as she answered the line.
    “Are you okay, Renee. I’ve been worried sick.” She yelled. I looked at the phone like she was crazy. What the hell was the deal? I told her where I was going last night, so what the hell was she worried about?
    “What the hell is wrong with you? I’m fine stupid.”
    “Someone broke into your apartment last night. I’ve been up since Wendal called and told me what happened. I have been worried sick about your ass.”
    “Well, I’m fine. Just calm the hell down.” I said, and with that, she hung up in my face. I called my mother, who chewed me out, and then my brother, who said he was on his way to my apartment. I shook my head, as I called into work to let them know I would be a little late. That way, I could go and take care of my place. I got home, and there was glass everywhere. That bitch ass nigga threw a rock at the window. That shit was weak as hell; especially for a guy to do. I called the police, who came out and pretty much said there was nothing they could do unless I was actually harmed. That was some stupid ass shit right there. He was pretty much telling me that I couldn’t be protected unless this retarded ass nigga actually brought harm upon me.
    I moved a month later, but that didn’t stop him from calling. He didn’t know where I stayed, but I would sometimes still visit him. Daria thought I was the craziest bitch in the world, but she didn’t understand, and I couldn’t really help her understand, because I didn’t really understand either. I guess I just needed to feel loved by a man or something. I don’t know what it was, but I did know whatever we were doing, I couldn’t do it a second longer.
    “Can you hold on Daria, Please.”
    “Hell no, shit. Let his stupid ass get the damn voicemail. We’re talking right now.” She fussed at me.
    “Girl, he just gonna keep calling, and you know this stupid ass Verizon is a tell all phone. Every time I’m on the phone, and he calls and I don’t answer, he calls back-to-back because he hears that fucking beep. I just need to get a new damn number.”
    “I’ve been telling you that for the longest. Go ahead and take the damn call. I’m on my way to your place now. I’ll be there by the time you get there.” Daria said, releasing the line. He had called again shortly after.
    “What is it Jacob?”
    “So you really want to sit up here and play with me Renee?” he yelled.
    “No one is playing with your stupid ass. I’m fucking done with you, and I meant that shit. I’m not finna continue to sit up here and play with you man. I’m so sick of this shit. Why won’t you just let me be happy Jacob?” I yelled at him. I was on the brink of tears, and I hated that he still had that type of power over me.
    “Bitch, you can be happy with me. What the fuck you mean?”
    “Really, Jacob? Really? I can be happy with you when you call me every name but the one my mother gave me. You are so damn disrespectful and you don’t know how to keep your hands to yourself. Not to mention your mouth nigga. Do I need to proceed? You treat me like shit, and I don’t deserve that shit, Jacob. I’m a good person and….” I stopped talking when I ran into the back of this 7 series BMW. I had startled my damn self when I ran into the car. Picking up the phone, Jacob was still on the line hollering about whatever the hell he had to holler about.
    “I’mma call you back, man. I just had an accident fucking around with you.” I said, as I wiped away my tears. I was so busy fussing with him I hadn’t really been