We left Peter’s ex’s house and continued on our way up to the country. I had received a called from my cousin, but my network wasn’t great because were surrounded by so many trees and the phone call got disconnected. So, when we stopped for food, I asked to borrow Peter’s phone so I could call her back. I was about to dial my cousin’s number when I noticed a familiar phone number—it was the number I had when I had visited Keith in England!
I was so shocked that I almost passed out. I immediately had a panic attack. When I scrolled further down, I could see Keith’s cell and business number. I found the contact named “mommy” and when I looked at the number, I was stunned to see that it belonged to Keith’s’ wife. I knew then that he was working for Keith’s wife.
When Peter returned, I immediately attacked him. “What the f*ck are you trying to do? Are you trying to set me up? What the f*ck are you doing with my private number?” I screamed at him.
Looking shocked, he started pleading with me to be quiet. “It’s my girlfriend’s number,” he replied calmly.
“You liar! It cannot be your girlfriend’s number. That’s the number I used when I was in England!” I yelled back. “I’m ready to leave and don’t think for a second I am scared of you.”
He agreed to take me home, and since I had no other way of getting back, I agreed to go with him. On the trip back, I kept praying to god to just get me home safe. Peter started to make the impatient phone calls again.
As we got closer to the city, Peter asked me which direction I wanted to travel back, as there were two routes to my home. I told him the one I wanted to take and about three minutes into the drive, he suddenly had a stomach ache and said he wanted to throw up.
He immediately pulled over and jumped out of the car. I could see him on the phone and as he stood there trying to “throw up,” it became pretty clear to me that he was using the stomach ache as an excuse to make a phone call out of earshot.
Peter got back in the car, this time complaining that he wasn’t feeling well and just wanted to get home. I was just so happy to be back in familiar territory. I silently prayed to god that if he got me home safely, that would be the last time I ever associate with Peter again.