"What happened was a fucked-up coincidence, the NDA had been completed around the week of the Superbowl but I didn’t want to bring it up at the time because there was a lot going on but I was under a lot of pressure by Samson and Clyde. You know Samson is my agent and Clyde is my attorney. Clyde insisted that we have it signed as soon as possible and then they threatened me with my work contract if I didn't get it signed. Coach was even on their side. My contract had run its course with the Vipers by the time the SuperBowl had come around so I had no choice but to get you to sign so that we could renew my contract for another 5 years." He handed me his phone to look at the email thread, I sat for about 30 minutes reading through everything. He wasn't lying, which made me now doubt my conviction about whether he was on drugs when he assaulted me. "I believe you, and I can see that you are genuinely remorseful. I want us to stay together, and I am so tempted to just pretend like you d

Was this the end of my story? The moment that i realized that Grayson didn't love me enough to change? Had he ever laid his hands on her or did he reserve those violent tendencies for women who fuck for a living? I had only just started gaining traction as an influencer. I had worked for almost a decade to get to where I am and this man was just going to selfishly snuff out my light. My parents, my siblings and my friends were going to lose me because of my shit choices in men. No, I couldn’t… I wasn’t going to let him take my life from me. Adrenalin propelled me forward and I found myself kicking him back. Because he had not expected me to do anything but take my beatings like I usually did he stumbled backwards and then lost his footing and fell. That was my chance. Without thinking the action through, I got up and ran to the door and ran to the nearest elevator. Once I was inside I whipped out my phone and went into the contacts. I dialed the first number on the co

I woke up the next day and noticed that Apollo was not there. I didn’t want to be a burden, I had to go back home but I could barely move without feeling an overwhelming amount of pain. Grayson had tried to kill me. I hadn’t had a moment to really soak in and deliberate everything that had happened now as I did my heart broke and my tears expressed my state of being. I had heard of people talking about actual heartache but I didn’t think that it was possible ...until now. The man I loved tried to kill me because I refused to stay in a toxic relationship where he had gotten his friend pregnant. Didn’t he see all that I had put up with when we were together? He never saw how much I loved him. A part of me felt like mabe i hadn't done enough to show and prove to him that he meant everything to me. But the greater part knew that there was no excuse good enough for what he had done to m. The good memories were swimming in through my mind laced with the recent ones. My memories of h