On July 27, 2018, my boyfriend of almost [two] years came home from a 7-month deployment. Two days after he had been back, I found out he had not been faithful during his deployment. When I found out, I proceeded to ask him to leave. He refused, and even told his friend who I reached out to come and get him, ‘No matter what she says… don’t come get me.’
I called an Uber and asked him to leave. Then it happened.
My boyfriend proceeded to closed-fist punch me in the face, completely knocking me off my feet. My 6-foot, 3-inch, 230-pound MARSOC operator in the Marines boyfriend split open my face.
I got up and said, ‘Danny you hit me!’
He said, ‘Shut the F**k, up no one f**king cares!’ and walked away.
When I saw the Uber driver that arrived outside, I asked him to call the police.
For the past [six] months, my life has felt like a slow torture.
I know everyone says the legal system is flawed, that it takes forever, and every other excuse in the book. But I love WILMINGTON, North Carolina, and I thought that maybe, just maybe, with the amount of CLEAR, heartbreaking evidence, I would not be included in this statistic. I would have thought that with each promise of my case being closed, I would finally be free from this nightmare.
Well, look at me here now, at [six] in the morning, after a sleepless night from nauseating distress. This isn’t the first sleepless night, and sadly, I don’t think the last. Yesterday when I received the phone call from the ADA that AGAIN my case was being pushed, that the plea bargain (which was already trash) was attempting to be changed, I finally had a real meltdown.
The photos here explain an ALFORD PLEA. A plea that is almost NEVER to be used. There are graphic photos of my face, and of the man who did this to me, my long-term ex-boyfriend who I was devoted to. A man who is trained day in and day out to kill efficiently and swiftly. A MARSOC operator in the Marines.
I will never forget hearing the ADA say to me that since this is his first charge, and there is no GROTESQUE DISFIGUREMENT, that a plea of domestic violence assault on a female would be offered. It’s no secret that I model, and being newly adorned with a scar on my face could hurt my work. That the [six] stitches, super glue, concussion, loss of vision, and EVERY DAY pain and sensitivity to light and blurring of my eye [were] not enough…