Herside Becometh

It was a warm and sunny afternoon when this young black couple were riding in their car on their way home. When the car parked in front of their apartment building the slim fair skinned young lady got out the passenger side first onto the side walk while her boyfriend remained in the car talking on his cell phone. Her name is Diane Simpson and she stepped out the car and retrieved three large bags of groceries then slowly turned and struggled to balance the heavy bags. Then a dark handsome and thin young man got out the driver’s side of the car still talking into his cell phone. They call him Born, real name Jerry Brown, and he always has a bad attitude. He slowly walked around the car toward the building talking into the phone and ignoring everyone as he past them with a frown and projecting fear into the neighbors as he glared at them including his girlfriend holding the bags and then he went up the steps and entered the building. Diane was balancing the bags in her arms when she seen two other young ladies standing by the building with their arms folded and starring at her so she began to talk with them. Born turned around and saw her through the outer glass doors still outside and shouted loudly, “DIANE!” She quickly turned and panicked when she seen him glaring at her. Then she noticed how far apart they were and hastily rushed up the stairs clutching the groceries to face him. [This is their typical day with him abusing Diane and her allowing it. But Diane is a beautiful young woman, who literally stops the traffic on her block, but without provocation she becomes incredibly simple in the presence of Born. Inside their apartment Diane had prepared dinner and Born was displaying his usual rude posture.] Born was noticeably ignoring all her attempts to make him comfortable when he said, “You know, I can feel your presence. Don’t just stand there, get away from me.” She responded in her normal pathetic manner, “I’m sorry I’m bothering you, but I did the dishes already, I’ll stand over here okay, baby. Can I get you anything else, honey?” “No,” he snapped and then said, “Yeah, you can get away from me. Leave me alone and let me eat in peace.” Diane responded, “Okay, honey, okay.” Thinking to herself and then asked him, “But can I ask you something, if you don’t mind, if I asked you? I’m not prying or trying to get in your business or nothing like that, because I know you’re a busy man, but maybe.” “What do you want,” he barked. She dolefully waded into her next question, “I don’t want anything. No-no, I don’t want nothing important,” she said. “It’s just that I was thinking, you know about a lot of things…” “Oh, you can think,” he said. Diane foolishly chuckled with this insult and said, “Oh, yes, I can think very well, you know, but this just came to mind.” Born was irritated now and bellowed, “Well, what the fuck do you want?” Startled by his reaction she continued with fearful eyes, “Do you like the food… I don’t want to bother you while you’re eating or anything, but, but I was just thinking, when I heard you on the phone when I was cooking, I wasn’t listening, I wasn’t really listening because you was talking so loud, you know. But, who, who-who was that you was talking to on the phone, who was that, do you know?” Pausing as he starred at Diane and said, “Damn, you is stupid. Yeah, I know who it was.” This disgrace and abuse is a typical example of their relationship. “I’m gonna make her my bitch,” he says. Diane was shocked by this and yelled, “What!” “I know you heard me, and she’s hot!” Then he said, “We went to the movies the other day when you gave me that loot. Sometimes I can’t stand to be in the same room with you.” Diane is shocked by this revelation as she cried out, “But that’s my money! And you’re giving it to her…” (Simple) “But I wanna be you’re only bitch - I mean, just me and you, baby. But I love you!” He ignored her and said, “Get over it.” Then she tearfully asked, “Do you love me?” He answered bluntly, “No.” Diane literally shriveled into the chair she was sitting in and she became quiet and just gazed on his every move with a stunned expression. [It is moments like this that Diane changes her mind about a lot of things, including Born. She accepted the abuse willing, but it came with a price. Diane has even encouraged this violence on herself in the past, one may think she likes it. But the ultimate disrespect coming from the abuser that she would not condone was rejection in the form of the word, “NO.”] Later that evening Diane was becoming irate as she pressured Born for affection as she bellowed, “It’s that woman on the phone, isn’t it? You’re going to be with her, aren’t you? What about what I want, baby. I want some, too, honey, and I want it now.” But he responded with resentment saying, “Get the hell off me! And since when do you talk back to me! You don’t talk back to me, ever! Just get the money and give me the keys, and wait until I get back.” Diane is now bewildered and becoming disturbed and she’s beginning to turn. She responded, “What do you mean, ‘When you get back?’ (Born is taken aback by her disposition) “Stop lying to me. What about me, honey, I want you, too.” Born is frustrated with whining and physically threw her over the table to the floor shouting, “Get the away from me! Um not feeling you’re dumb-ass right now.” Diane stood up from the floor and sat on the couch pouting and looking infuriated at this point. Born was busy searching for her car keys and became frustrated and grabbed her arm and then he threw her over the couch this time shouting, “Get away from me, bitch, and gimme the fucking keys!” Diane was growling now as she approached Born was alarmed when he seen her coming toward him snarling, “Give me the keys, he bellowed.” She retorted, “Naw, naw, you punk!” (Seemingly floating toward him) “You can’t have my money,” (Awful chuckle) “you can’t have my car… C’mon, c’mon give me some.” She was incredibly strong as Born struggled to subdue her shouting, “No! No! Get the hell away from me!” Diane grabbed his arm and broke it easily as he cried into the night.