He seemed to transform into another person, it was scary
My name is Jennifer Flores, and I live in my boyfriend’s closest. Or… he used to be my boyfriend. I guess it’s fair to think of us as “broken up” these days. I mean, not only does he keep my locked up in here, all day, every day; but I am pretty sure he’s seeing other women.
The weird thing is, I didn’t see it coming at all. We’d been together for over a year, and he was the best boyfriend I ever had. He took me to dinner, he bought me flowers, and he even asked me to move in with him.
The only time in our whole relationship that he ever really seemed to get mad at me was when I tried to go down into the basement. He always kept the basement locked up; he said it was his “private space” and I was never supposed to go down there. The one time I tried to sneak in, he screamed at me. He seemed to transform into another person, it was scary.
But that was just one time, and so I didn’t think about it much. I decided I just needed to “give him space” and leave the basement alone. After all, he was a great boyfriend. He was handsome, he drove a nice car, and the sex was by far the best sex I ever had.
Then one day, out of nowhere, he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me down into the basement. He didn’t even have drug me or trick me or anything, he just grabbed and pulled. I never saw it coming. More stories at Rude Comics
