After graduation I went to Panama City Fl. We had a blast. On day 2 I met Jason. He was my friends boyfriends roommate back home. He was with someone we graduated with. We hit it off and stayed with each other the rest of the time. He left a couple of days before me. I talked to my mother several times a day as she was worried about me. I told her all about my time with Jason and that I liked him and so forth. We got home and Jason and started dating. I was 18 and he was 23. We spent almost everyday together. He was very jealous. I had everything ready to go to college and he did not want me to go. He finally said he would leave me if I went so stupid Stacie did not go. Instead he and I moved in together. We shared a one bedroom apartment. I started seeing a different side of Jason. The alarm clock would not go off and he would get up and through it across the room. It was always my fault somehow. We would be driving down the road arguing about something and he would punch me in the arm or leg. At the time I was working at the bank and my dresses had short sleeves and they would ask about the bruises and I would usually say moving furniture.I really loved him and thought we could work through it and he would change. I decided to apply for a job at a hospital as I was going to go to nursing school(and did not go). I got offered a job and again he was very upset and did not want me to take the job but I was able to talk him into letting me as we needed the money. I loved my new job. I was working with new born babies. I was 19 and thought I would work there until retiring at 44. Susan also worked at this hospital and had for a long time. She worked days and I worked nights.
So Christmas of 1994 Jason gave my an engagement ring and asked me to marry him. I was so happy and said yes. In February we was at work one day and we were talking on the phone and he thinks we need some time apart. I was so upset but said ok I will go to my mothers and you can pay this months bills and rent yourself since I will not be there. So I went to my mothers which is an hour away. That night I called the apt manager who lived right across from us to let her know to get the rent from him and to give her my mothers number if she needed me(no cell phones then). She said I thought I just saw you get out of the truck with him and go inside. I said no that was not me let me call over there. So I did and the answering machine picked up so I activated the listen feature and heard them talking and then she went to use the phone and I said hello and I heard her say OMG Jason its Stacie she is on the phone. I hung up and he called me back and I told him Christie told me she was there and we were done. I got in the car went to the apartment. She was gone he was waiting for me. I was so mad I went in punching him and asking him why and he said she was just a friend. I told him I heard him and her on the phone and he threw the phone at the window. I went back to my mothers and stayed for about a month. We had a great time.I would get off of work in the morning and drive to her apartment and she would have me coffee and an omelet ready.
In March I turned 20 and my mother took me shopping and bought me a dooney and Bourke purse and wallet. Well at this point Jason had been calling and telling me how sorry he was and that he wanted me back and he loved me. We went out on a couple of dates and I decided to go back to our apartment. My mother said she supported what ever decision I made.
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