Well I guess my little fairytale is over. Last weekend Michael wanted to have his "space". So I gave it to him. But I wasn't going to sit at home and wonder what he was doing and what was going on and stress, so I got dressed to go do something too. My mom offered to watch Jaycie so I could have some me time, too. I was on my way to drop Michael off at a friends house when he starts asking what I'm up to and why he can't go where I'm going. I told him he could go with me to a friends house but I thought he wanted space. Then he tells me he wants to be with me. So I called my two close friends and both of them weren't going to be home so I took him to his friends house. I didn't want to hang out there so I just dropped him off. I decided to go to this restaraunt where my friend works and have some lunch and a margarita. I called him and let him know what I was doing and that upset him becuase he would've wanted to come too. We had been fighting all morning and I just wanted to be away from him now becuase I was tired of his shit. He kept telling me how he hopes I'm having fun up there with Devin (the waiter... an old friend of ours) and we just kept arguing. When I left to go and pick Michael up because he wanted to leave, all I remember is him walking up to the car. I remember bits and pieces between there and then him running off and me chasing after him because he locked me out of my car and took off with my cell phone and car keys. I remember him being in my face at one point and his friend walking by and i remember seeing him becuase Michael leaned up I guess. I don't remember much in that probably 15 minute time range because Michael knocked me out. He hit me so hard that I bit completely through my top lip, leaving a huge gash in my top lip that was split and hanging open. He hit me so hard that blood splattered all across the inside of my car and I'm guessing that my head was leaned against the inside of the car (i was sitting down when he hit me) becuase I had blood running all down my left arm and there was blood all in the parking lot that looks like I had just hung there for about 15 seconds or so. I also have bruises on my neck, and on my arm, I'm guessing from him pulling me out of my car after he hit me to prevent me from going anywhere. My head hasn't stopped pounding. I have a black eye. My right side of my mouth is black and blue and my top lip has a huge gash that couldn't get stitches because of where it was and is growing back crookid so now my mouth is all fucked up looking. I have whiplash.. and my whole world feels like it's came crashing down around me all over again. He was arrested that day for stealing at the mall and for public intoxication. He's still in jail, and I've done what I can to make sure that his probation officers in both counties know what has happened, that he has a new charge, and that he's violated his probation so that he can not get out of jail. This will be his 3rd felony family violence charge and in Tx, 3 strikes you're out... means he'll be facing the maximum sentence which for a 3rd degree felonly I believe carries 2-20. So hopefully he doesn't get out and go on the run. I hope he has to face this and can't hide anymore. I hope someone beats on him the way he beat on me. How could someone hit the mother of their children so hard it knocks her out. How could you do that to someone that you love? I can't believe someone that I've given everything I can to could do such a thing to me. I'm just glad my daughter wasn't with me that day. What if something would've happened to her. What if he took her. What if he just left me in the parking lot and took my car and my baby. How can people do something like this to someone they say they love. How can a human put another human through such turmoil?