After umpteen missed calls, I stupidly let him in to collect the last of his things. I didn't see it happen but it's too much of a coincidence.
I've been doing my dissertation on DS netbook. He knew I hadn't backed it up because I asked him where my memory stick for it was.
I've switched it on today and screen is buggered. I will put picture on if I can work out how.
Anyway, I'm so angry. I should have made statement for sexual assault but when nasty copper scared me I didn't but now I wish I had but I know that's unreasonable because it's guided more by my anger now rather than anything else. I guess I wanted to give him a chance to sort himself out and didn't want to put myself through all that but now its clear he'll never change and is nasty and I wish I'd found the strength before.
It's too late now though isn't it? The police will think I'm playing some petty game because of netbook, which I can't prove anyway.