‘Tonio and Wes has become a monogamous couple. Unfortunately for them, they face daunting obstacles to and serious struggles in their relationship. Making matters worse is a devious and deadly individual who masterfully manipulates ‘Tonio into believing that Wes has been unfaithful! Of course, Wes has remained true to his partner. Unfortunately, as a result, ‘Tonio physically confronts Wes.
Never in my wildest dreams could I ever have imagined what would happen next! ‘Tonio, my bodyguard, my life partner, my soul mate—all 6’4” and 280 pounds of magnificently chiseled muscle– towered over me. And in a heartbeat, in a flash, in less than a blink of an eye, BigGuy jerked me up by my tee, and then slammed me directly into the wall! Gawd, the pain that ripped through my body! At the same time, my head snapped back, also smashing into that surface.
“Why’d ya haveta hurt me like dis? I wish we’d nevah gotten ‘tagetha’ (together)!” ‘Tonio railed, growling like some rabid dog. He actually seemed to be foaming at the mouth! Next, he smashed me into that wall once again.
Then all of a sudden, the instances of abuse I suffered as a child fast-forwarded through my brain! All of the humiliation, the torment, and the tears were revisited. My body went as limp as a frayed, wet, overused dishrag.
BigGuy had me jacked up and pinned against the wall, his huge, clammy left hand now grasping my neck. I couldn’t move! My brain cells were in overload. I was having difficulty breathing.
He continued yelling, “How could ya do dis ta me? How? How?” His grimace was undeniably monstrous! He was a man possessed, thoroughly having lost touch with reality.
All the while, the following thoughts played in my head: “This cannot be happening! How can my soul mate, the one who’s professed his undying love over and over, be doing this to me? How can this man who’s vowed to protect me, kick my ass like this? HOW???”
BigGuy continued to loom over me. “When we hooked up, I told ya we had ta be monogamous! And you agreed! (Pause.) What tha FUCK’S wrong wit’cha anyways? Huh? Huh?” He repeatedly shoved one of his thick fingers in my face.
Finally, I shook myself from my stupor! My survival instinct had kicked in.
Once more, I tried logic. “I…I’ve kept my promise–my solemn vow, ‘Tonio! Please stop this! We promised that no matter what, we wouldn’t physically abuse one another. Remember?”
My appeal didn’t faze him! Not one iota. ‘Tonio wasn’t hearing or listening to me because his overwhelming fury and all-consuming wrath were at their peak, their tipping point.
“And ya promised you’d NEVAH cheat on me! Rememba dat?”
Next, in no time flat, he aimed his thick, steely right hand squarely at me.
My internal alarm blared! I whimpered, “ANTONIO! No! Don’t! Wha…what are you doin’?” I tried to fend him off.
But that was futile.
“Bitch, don’t you…!”
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