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The Story about Domestic Violence Police man and wife - Part 1 - By Aline Pottier

domingo, 29 de dezembro de 2019
I I carried the pain of 6 years of despair and suffering. I can't understand until today why
I survived all this. I also can't understand why I wanted to live after all this, and how can
I live with those memories? I write trying, trying to understand.
II I didn't know anything there. I tried to run away more than 4 times in the early days.
I made some mistakes trying to escape. Unfortunately one of them went to call the military
police. The second was to go to the civil police. But I didn't know anything about there.
But the third time, I already knew I couldn't trust the police. So I didn't look for them.
I walked down the street aimlessly, behind trusted faces trying to get one information:
"Where was the bus station?" Some would not give me the information.

TThat city is so putrid, that people there realize that you are in trouble and walk away,
because they don't want to have problems either. But a few who gave me the information
about where the bus station was, said, "Stay right there," as if it were just around the corner,
and it wasn't! Others said, "You have to get a cab."

But I had no money, just my clothes. These people didn't want to give me information,
much less money for a ticket, a taxi. So I walked, extremely tired, emotionally drained,
and ended up being seen by one of them. One of these disgusting cops.
He was dressed in normal clothes, I couldn't see he was a cop.
And he took me back to that house. Peter arrived a few minutes later.
I will spare you this time from the details of the beating I took.
But I know that I had difficulty breathing through my nose, and in my mouth because
the blood dried inside, because I was thrown on the floor for 3 days without help.
So I didn't want to run away for a while, my recovery was very slow.
I had no physical condition to escape.
After almost 1 month without trying to escape, living that my miserable life of filth,
malaise, hunger, deprivation of my dignity. But I could only think one thing: “run away”.
I had time to think. This time I decided that I had to ask someone for help,
I wanted to borrow a phone, or that person would point me to a place where I could get help.
The first reliable people to appear were two smiling girls. They looked at me.
I was thin, pale, with marks on my face, hugging my body, dying of cold and hunger.
I don’t need to say, they died pitying of me and then let me use the phone.
They looked like tourists, but in a few minutes I realized not, as they began to be afraid
of the questions I was asking them and asked me for the phone again and when
I returned the phone, they walked away, almost running.
They were also part of the scheme: “Don't get involved!” I approached a man on the street,
probably not 50 yet, distracted, but I stopped him. He also looked me up and down.
I knew I was in a deplorable state and so it scared people.
I started talking and explained some things that had happened to me this time and asked
for help. He ripped, sending me back home and staying with my husband.
I approached a few other people who had a very similar reaction,
when I said that Pedro was a policeman, they got scared, and walked away.
People there know that the police are the “boss” of the city, so if they brood over your face,
their life in that city is over. To tell the truth your life is really over.
At that time I still didn't know why they were doing this and I didn't understand that
I couldn't count on anyone there to help me. So I insisted on addressing a few more people.
And I found out I had a women's shelter. I went to the shelter and asked for help.
An hour later, there was a police car at the door.
They shouted for the door to be opened, and promptly one of the women opened it.
Anyone would think: “What shelter is this that opens the door to the attackers?”
I thought that way. But it's because my attacker was a policeman, and
so for me there’s no help. “they threw me at the wolves” without thinking twice.
One of the cops grabbed me by the hair by force, and dragged me out of the place.
The girls cried in fright. Me too. This cop who dragged me was extremely tall and liked to
hit defenseless people. He kicked my body, no matter where it hit. It hurt me a lot.
He threw me into the car anyway, and got into the car, threatening the girls at the
shelter, who consented to agree that they would do nothing to help me.


The car stopped at Pedro's police station, and they took me off by putting handcuffs
on my wrist, I couldn't quite understand what I had done to be handcuffed,
but I felt safe that I was even being taken to the police station. My mistake!
They handed me to Peter's hand who smiled. We entered a room, I shut up and he said:

__ So, Deputy Felipe, my wife, does not stop disobeying me, humiliating me
in front of all of you, I will keep you 4 days stuck here and give her the punishment
she deserves. Felipe smiled, that was how he liked his cops to act.
__ I did nothing ... they have beaten me … - I try to say, but Felipe scream at me.
__ Shut up! - He hit hard on the table raging. __ You shut up! -  He pointed a finger at me
menacingly! "You stay where your husband says!" “You do what your husband says!” -
Everyone got excited agreeing.- "Are we understood, girl?" - 
Gabi said nothing, but now she was afraid, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks.
Delegate Felipe stepped forward, grabbed Gabi by the chin and shouted with hatred:
__ "I didn't hear you answer me!" - He was looking at her with hatred.
Everyone approved by making a certain commotion, the delegate's reaction.
__ When I ask you a question you answer !! - Spoke swinging, hurting her face,
because now also tightened more tightly.
__ Yes, I'll do. I will do what he wants. - Gabi said taking the hand of Felipe trying
to relieve some pain in the chin. He let go of her face and walked away.
__ "Take this woman to one of the cells." Detective Alba puts her on the axes.
Do we have a deal!? - Gabi was very afraid, was no longer at the mercy of a monster,
but several of them. One of them grabbed her arm tightly and lifted her into a cell.
He threw her in the cell, and Gabi didn't have the strength to stand, and fell to the
ground injured. She stood for a while and crawled crying into the corner of the very small cell.

Pedro arrived a few minutes later and Gabi got up in fear, did not even wait for him to
open the cell with the key, and began to speak nervously:

__ Pedro, I'll do what you want ... this time I will ... .- cried softly. __ So I know I made a
mistake, but I will not ... believe me ... I will obey you in everything ... you can do everything ...
I will not fight anymore .... Pedro, believe me, please. - He kept talking, and Pedro just
opened the cell, saying nothing, stood in front of her as if he were a psychopath, and
let her keep talking: __ I'll make the food you want …- Gabi now gestured crying stronger,
and more wildly. __ I'm going to have sex with you anytime you want, I'll tidy up the whole
house …-  Gabi was getting more and more nervous. Pedro approached her, who was
startled, he held her face with both hands, and began to caress her face with his fingers:
_ Are you going, my love? - He was looking at her with a smile on his face.
Gabi shuddered, but answered now without crying so much, because the fear was too
great, and was already paralyzed:
__ I will. Believe me.
__ I believe my love. - Pedro smiled with tears in his eyes. __ I believe.
He caressed her face with both hands. He approached her, giving her a hard kiss
on the cheek. Gabi said crying:
__ Pedro, please ... Pedro, please, don't hurt me. - cried.
Pedro then crying, holding Gabi's head tightly, put his head, about 6 times against the wall,
causing bleeding. Gabi fell to the floor in disagreement, and he kicked her in the back,
in the ribs. Gabi didn't react. Peter kicked her with extreme brutality.
Gabi woke up taking the kicks, and slipped under the corner bunk bed in the cell.
Peter easily, because of his strength, pulled her from under the bed, and began
punching his wife in the face. His punches came so hard that they seemed hammered.
Gabi again lost consciousness. And kept being beaten. She tried to hold his hand,
which caused him more anger:
__ Don't hold my hand! You are disrespect me! Don't hold my hand! -
He kept punching his wife extremely hard in the face. That fell to the floor,
and never came back. A police officer saw Peter beating her this way, and ran for help.
Gabi really had not only lost consciousness now, he was no longer breathing.
The policeman opened the cell, and two more grabbed Pedro away from Gabi.
Officer Rodrigo, started doing heart massage, and mouth-to-mouth breathing on Gabi
and asked to call the ambulance, Gabi had no reaction until the ambulance arrived.
The paramedics saw her lying down on the extremely injured floor, and began to revive
her with relish. Gabi began to breathe ... and Rodrigo was relieved.
He spent about 10 minutes supporting her, and it had not been in vain.
The paramedics just put her on a stretcher and took her by ambulance.



Write and Created by Aline Pottier



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