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Think twice before and who you choose!

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Back in time 1996!!

finally I’ve got rid of my second husband..yeah!!
Well, it wasn’t that easy to start all over again with the age of ? Can’t rememeber, honestly.
Anyway, I had a loveley 15 years young teenage Daughter who tried to squeeze out all the nerves I’ve got left ( by theway, she wasn’t succesfull).
My Job as a medical assistent in a practice of a eye specialist was underpayed so I was looking for something better, probably in my dreams because there is nothing out there for a Woman with my education, way back as a Saleswoman.
So my search for the perfect Job continued.
I found a Job in a Company who sold and assembled Windows and Doors for any lucky House Builder. I was the lucky Woman who was sendet out, driving all Day in the Country Germany to find Victims who just started to build there loveley homes and which haven’t decidet at the time where to buy the perfect windows and doors. Why me?? because I was the better looking one with the mini skirt, so thought my Boss at this time. Unlucky for me that didn’t really work and People look not only for quality, they were looking after there precious money too and unfortunately the Company I worked for was selling maybe good quality but also very very expensive quality too.

Search continued. Finally I found a Security Company who had the Trust in me and saw the perfect and reliable Woman in me which I was, still be by the way.

Now we make a big jump to 2001, I had not much luck with choosing my partners, so I’ve met some over the years but the last one was actually the one who could be described as a permanent nightmare. The first time we’ve met was in my Daughters Flat, he lived there as a room mate.
He was not the handsome version of a man but he had charm and he knew how to twist a woman around his finger. So, we’ve moved together, big mistake…
It turned out that he was a criminal, I didn’t know anything about his dark side until we were in a shopping center and after the cash point, two man came and asked us to follow them.
I was shocked, didn’t really know what happened but they kept him there and I could go home.
He was be charged with theft but they couldn’t proove anything so he got away.
There were times I wanted to leave him because I never stole in my life or did something illegal, it was not only this, he started psycho games and then it got really nasty and he has put me in a position that I wasn’t able to live my life without been scared of him of of what is coming next.
One evening he wasn’t at home and I really did enjoy the moments he was not with me, I was home after a long 12 hour shift and just chilled out on my sofa.
My doorbell rang and at the same moment I heard the key opening the door.
What for idiot, why is he ringing the doorbell and has the key to open the door??
Well, my tummy told me there is something wrong. I wish my tummy was wrong at this time.
I went to the corridor and I walked to the door which was open a little gap.
I did open it fully and two man with a loaded gun in there hands were standing in front of me.
Oops, what a surprise!
Does nice Gentlements introduce themselves as superintendent and they had a warrant to search my appartment from the attic to the basement, even for my car.
Of course I did cooperate because I had nothing to hide.
It turned out that they had arrested my loveley partner for burglary in a jewelry shop.
Again, he got away because the Police couldn’t proofe anything.
I was afraid of him and he didn’t want to leave because I was somehow his only rock he wanted to hold on. I couldn’t be this anymore I had no love for him anymore and he just wouldn’t let me go.
I did even move to another City about 100 km far away because of a Job offer from the same Company I worked for, but this didn’t bother him, he moved with me.
After 3 years of a life in permanent stress and fear I had finally the chance to run away, I didn’t intend and came out of the situation.

I was hiding for 4 weeks in a, how you call this? A battered woman’s shelter? My Daughter took me in for 3 months and I started all over again, got my old Job back and a new appartment.

1 year later he found me again, after I did report him to the Police. Somehow he’s got my new addresse and phone number and he started to threaten me again, this time he had already serious trouble with the Police, he told me and I had no doubt it is true, but he said he knows where to find me and so everything seems to start all over again. Nightmare I can tell you.

I had the chance to start a new life in Ireland. Without English skills,great! Lucky somehow,because I found a Family who took me in there Home and the Lady of the House spoke German.

This is now over 6 years ago. I made it and I did good.

I’m very happy in Ireland, I made very good friends which are a second family and I love the Country with all his beautyfull places. Don’t even think about to go back to Germany, so Ireland, you have to stick with?? me of course!