Enter Fred: ode to Shakespeare

After my breakdown, I had this one thought In my head; I am going to end up sad and lonely like my father. So I stuck with Fred for all the wrong reasons.

We were going to rent a place together but came across this project of a house and he got a mortgage. My earnings weren't enough to have a joint mortgage but sera.
Our relationship was always rocky and boy, did it hit the fan once we moved in together. We went out together most weekends. We argued constantly.
He said one night that I was lucky to have a man such as him, that even my very own parents told him to run a mile in the other direction away from me (they said this exact thing it was no lie) so after he smashed up one of my house warming gifts, we got a little push n shove one night and he said that a guy calling me a s"£t because of my dress was right so I tried to slap him and he grabbed my wrist stopping me, and submitted to the ground. He gritted his teeth and spat on me and I cannot remember what he said after that because what flashed through my mind was ; he could rape me