whilst opening the car door ffs, included a forgotten little gem, in line with the other one.
i was pregnant, vulnerable. fat as fuck.
i showed up to my grandparents house to find the pedo fucker there in all his filthy glory.
he had a habit of showing up there uninvited & just sticking around & torturing the living shit out of them for as long as they’d let him.
he’s such a cunt.
anyway, i was pretty young & timid back then. & feeling vulnerable, like i said.
no-one had any real idea of the effect this cunt had had on my existence, & i was only really just starting to feel the tidal wave of the havoc he’d reeked.
i was married @ this time, & for some reason, the husbands job hunting came up in conversation. he’d decided to apply for prison officer work …
well pedo cunt flipped his lid.
& when he flipped he became more of a scary motherfucker than when he was in his ‘resting’ mode.
i cant really explain the fear he caused, but i knew it was amplified by the fear i felt from everyone else around me. this had been the same all my life.
no-one except my grandmother, ever stood up to him; & she was admonished for doing that mainly because it caused the pedo cunt to escalate.
long story short … he escalated & i froze with fear … gathered my senses slightly … & then took off.
i drove & sobbed for an hour.
this was another piece of the reason i decided to out the filthy cunt.