I was working my butt off and when I wasn't working I was with Matt, he was still abusing me, accusing me of sleeping around and telling me the baby wasn't his. It was hard. I ended up pregnant again. I was scared to tell anyone because that meant me telling everyone I was seen or had been seeing Matt. When the news got out they threatened to not give the kids back and to take the baby I was pregnant with, Until I told them i hadn't seen him since the night of conception. One night it got so bad I ended up leaving his house in the middle of the night and walking a dark busy road just to be anywhere but there. I ended up calling the restaurant i worked at and they sent some one to come get me. before they got there though someone had called the police and told them a young girl was walking down the road they stopped and questioned me, not one time did they ask me about the marks on my face or why I was walking. They didn't even offer me a ride they just wanted to know what I was doing and asked to search my bag. The cook from the restaurant showed up and they let me go.
I saved enough money to get me my own place and Matt moved in with me. My sister knew and she didn't say anything to anyone.