This love story starts when i met my twins father in 2016. We became friends and started a relationship. Come 2017, i found out we were pregnant so we decided to get married to try and give the baby a better life. well the second ultrasound showed not 1 baby but 4! I was so excited. We got married and everything was ok till day 16 of being married. He came upset with my choice to not put my ex on child support because my ex was a great father and helping as much as he could with our daughter. Husband decided to take 30 of my xanax and try and kill him self. Little did I know, he spit them all out under my back bathroom when i was on the phone with dispatch. Still believing he overdosed, officers and i were able to get him to the hospital and get him some mental help. He come home 3 days later after telling the doctors he had to support me and his step daughter when i worked full time (paramedic+FF). They played into his lies. That was the start of my nightmare. He came home and was ok for about 1 week before the silence broke. He started to inform me he was moving out if i kept the kids i was caring. I refused to abort them because God choose me to have them. He played mind games so bad that i had to stop working, stop talking to my family, hide in my home, cry my self to sleep every night. The police and I were and are very close because of my job and they tried to get my and my daughter out of that situation before it got bad. Well he played a mind game with me to sell my house and move into his aunts empty house with him. The real horror started. Night after night I was raped, night after night I was beaten up, night after night my little girl watched her mommy become someone no one knew. There were nights he would kick me into the cold with 4 feet of snow -10F. Walking miles just to keep my blood flowing for the kids in me. The day came when the quads were born but only to have God call 2 of them home. He was there for the kids being born because he wanted bragging rights and pictures to look like the good father he never was. I begged the hospital to help me but I was ignored. He had taken his hospital bands off and told me and the kids to get fucked. Left us there and didnt show back up for 2 days. The day he come back, he brought his whole family with a DNA test for them. DNA showed they were his children when he denied them to the fullest. I allowed him to be with us after we left the hospital. I was so mind played I didnt know who I was. 2 months after they were born, his father come to our home and started to pack our home up with him and told me either go with them and they are taking my twins. I had to go because those were my babies. Moved to alabama and there was the start of my death wish but i had no idea. The beating on me got terrible, the twins got wrapped up in his abuse and he put all of his issues on his mental health. I begged anyone and everyone to help. No one and i mean no one would help. No one knew how bad it was till I quit going to work because i was black and blue. I had to quit my good job because he told me he left the children at home alone to come fight me and i called 911 to go get the kids till i get home. Now keep in mind, i was also a FF. I had gone home to my children. had to depend on him financially taking care of us till 2 week later I had enought and found a baby sitter and went back to work. He did not like that at all bacause people seen the marks on me. Abuse continued and come 2018, one week before thanksgiving… he got drunk and pulled a gun on him and I. I was ready to die, but as my job keeps me true to my children and everyone who needs me when the call comes in, I was able to disarm him and keep us and everyone in the possible crossfire safe. 911 arrived and decided to take him to his fathers home so he can sleep the alcohol off. i called his father in hopes he had the situation with his son under control and he had no idea his son was even dropped off there. I quickly let the other FF know and 911 know and a man hunt was started. The kids and i were protected. His father come to my house and tried to fight me because he didnt believe the cops took him to his home to sober up. It took 4 other FFs to hold that man back from me. I went inside my home and stood my ground. He left to go find his son and 911 came back to keep watch, well 2 hrs after no show of him at 3am, everyone left exc for me and my other FFs. We talked for about 30 min and I walked upstairs and went on my back porch to look over and hear my husband yelling across a field next to my home and i ducked down while my buddies tried to keep him calm. Did not go as planned. He got loud and violent and tried to kick the door in, break the kids windows, tried to get to us. 911 back on the line, back on the way to me and they arrested him and took him to get a mental evaluation. He was committed for 6 days. He played the mental games again with the doctors and was released. He come home and everything was fine for 2 months till I moved out into my own house with the kids and he forced him self to go with. I moved to the back wood, sticks. He tried to hold me hostage quite a few times and tried to take the kids and leave. I called 911 and child services for help but because i satisfied everyone, every case was closed. I knew at that point, my life was going to be over soon. One night, he got drunk and put his hands on me so i got on the 2 way and radioed in i need help so he didnt see me on the phone. I fought back and protected my self. He again pulled a gun and shot at me. Little did I know 911 would help this time. The kids and i were placed in protective custody. I believed we were safe from harm. A week after he went to jail and we were safe, he found us. The state decided they had to separate the kids and I because of the danger he posed. I understood but hurt from it. Currently my kids have been in protective custody in a separate state from me. I am now in an amazing relationship with a childhood ex of mine (9 years) that I have always loved. The state has asked if he would accept full custody of the kids and move us out of state far away from their father, he accepts and here we are waiting for court so we will be protected for life. I will come back after court and let everyone know how it goes.
Notice: The names in this story are fictitious to protect the request for anonymity.
