EDIT: LOOK AWAY
@johndoe111
So, you've all heard about Foxling 2s Dad but Foxling 1 and 2s was also a treat.
He was really controlling and hated that I went to Uni hundreds of miles from him. He hacked into my Facebook messages and would track who I was out with. He would constantly accuse me of cheating on him and just thought it was an orgy.
One of the times I tried breaking up with him, he finished work got in his car as his RAF base near Oxford and drove the hundreds of miles to my Uni. Arrived around 10pm. I was out. My housemate refused to let him in and told him he was telling me he'd arrived.
A load of people lived my way and walked me home, no sign of him. He was blowing up my phone, but I ignored it. Turns out he had moved his car and was hiding under a bridge near my house so had seen me get home. He waited several hours and then broke into a neighbour's shed, stole a ladder, put it against the side of the house where the bathroom window was slightly open, and broke in via the bathroom.
To avoid any suspicion, he snuck downstairs - we had one of those twist fob things to unlock the front door - threw the ladder into a different neighbour's garden and walked back in. He then slept on the landing outside my room. I saw him and snuck past the following morning and got out without waking him.
He thought I was the one in the wrong in that situation.
I have no idea how I ended up having Foxling 2 with him. I was already pregnant with Foxling 1.