It all seemed fine, I asked him are you drinking or are you going out tonight? He said no, so I went over. Not even 30 minutes and he "went" down the street. I left and went to my place. He called and almost in a "i can't believe" laughter he said damn baby i can't believe you left. I told him, I told you i am not getting hit again and I don't want to be around you when you are drinking. Then he said, ok, i guess i will see you tomorrow. I slept like a baby. My goal is to be gone for good by the end of the year. Its gonna be hard, but i have to do this for me.