SWEET DREAMS--My Best Friend 9---In search of......

My best friend Bernice choose a partial as a replacement for her two upper front teeth because it was the quickest.I was awaiting my bridge to come in which would take up to 8 weeks.As I've said before I really don't remember a whole about this time in my life.I started drinking and suffered from severe depression and didn't quite realize that I needed help with my severe feelings of hopelessness.Back then no one talked about depression and it wasn't so widely recognized as an illness.Anyway Bernice had decided to marry the man that  disfigured her mouth.I didn't see her again until after they were married and moved into an apartment.Everything seemed to be going alright for her and she was thinking about having a child with her new husband.She went back to school and earned her GED and became an LPN.He taught her how to drive and she got her driver's license.Yes,everything seemed to be going good for my best friend.About a week or so after my abusive husband had disfigured my mouth,someone smashed him in the face with a wine bottle and he had to have surgery on his face.It left a horrible scar and I was like "Wow,Karma came around to him pretty fast for what he had done to me".You would have thought that he would now stop and think about doing wrong deeds to other's, but unfortunately he just kept the same frame of mind.I stopped seeing my boyfriend for a short time,I guess part of me had blamed him for not being there to stop my crazed abusive husband from attacking me and the other part of me was very embarrassed and ashamed of my disfigurement.I had made a vow to NEVER again color out the teeth of models on magazines like I once did before my teeth were knocked out.Anyway one night my boyfriend was upstairs visiting me in my apartment when there was a knock on the door.I immediately panicked and did not want to answer the door out of fear of what would happen.My boyfriend was tired of hiding his feelings for me and told me to answer the door.I asked "Who is it? and I knew before the voice on the other side of the door told me that it was my abusive husband, indeed  that it was my abusive husband, but my boyfriend told me to open the door and I did. My abusive then said "Wait a _______ minute" and he came flying through the door like a bat out of hell,racing right past me to my boyfriend was sitting on the sofa,I yelled out "Look Out!!!" because my abusive husband had some kind of a pipe that I only got a glimpse of.Fear took over and I ran to get help without even seeing who went down, because I was afraid that this time my abusive husband would kill me as he had promised after he was finished with my boyfriend.My boyfriend's sister and her boyfriend came back to my apartment with me and my boyfriend was doing just fine.He had taken the weapon from my crazed abusive husband and held him down and warned him to NEVER try another move like that again and believe it or not,my abusive husband agreed to Never come at him like that again.But the one thing my abusive husband left out was, he had firmly made up his mind to take my babies from me.There was no way that he was going to allow me to have my children and be with someone else,just no way.Disfiguring my  mouth wasn't enough and having me lay awake every night in my apartment and wonder if this was the night that he would break-in and kill me.He was determined to DESTROY me and taking my children was the one way he could accomplish that and he knew it.Besides he had tried to kill my boyfriend and had failed miseriably and I'm sure that he felt humiliated behind that.After being in control of my life for years,he had finally lost control.He could no longer tell me what to do or who I could see and he couldn't handle it...........