Your boyfriend was like no other. In a bad way. As in, he abused you. Really badly.

It stormed really bad during the night and you had a power outage. Your boyfriend went into the basement as you limped over and slammed the door locking it as he screamed at you as he banged on the door. You unlocked the front door and limped out, jogging tiredly as the cold rain hit you. You banged on the neighbors door. He looked at you like he’d just seen a ghost.