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My best friend, Tonya, lives in Ohio. She is pregnant, in her third trimester, with her first baby. She has a boyfriend Matt. He's an asshole. I called Tonya last night and he was screaming at her as usual, and as usual she was trying to reason with him. She told me that he had thrown a hard bound book at her stomach. God I hate him so much for that. He was in the background screaming about a bunch of shit and then he said he was gonna pull the phone out of the wall.. which by the way is technically domestic violence becasue it prevents you from getting help...anyway I let her go to charge my damn phone and I called her back an hour later. First I got the answering machine which was scary because I knew she was home for the night. So I called back and this time it just rang and rang... so I knew Tonya was in trouble. I, being the dumbass I am, had no idea how to call the police in Ohio from Nebraska, so I had to go to my online bi-polar support group to find someone in the chat room to tell me how to call the police. So while I'm in chat, freaking out, the phone ring. It was Tonya, she had to jump in her car in her pajamas and she drove to Matts Mom's house, who loves Tonya and knows her son is an asshole, and stayed there last night. She is supposed to be going back today, but when I call I don't even get the answering machine anymore. Horrible things are going through my mind right now. I'm so scared for her and the baby. I think I'm gonna call again ........
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