I have a friend who I've known for about 3 years. We live fairly near each other in London and met at ante-natal classes, where we discovered our hometowns in Ireland are very close to each other. Anyway, we don't see each other hugely often because I went on to have a 2nd baby whereas she was back at work full-time after having her first. We get on really well though and are really quite close regardless. I've met her OH a number of time and he's always been pleasant enough to me, but a bit abrupt. My friend is now 12 weeks pregnant with number 2.
Anyway, I met her today for lunch. She was a mess, crying and distressed. It transpires she had a huge fight with her OH last night. When she got back from work, having picked up their daughter from nursery, her OH wasn't home so she called his mobile but he didn't answer. He didn't appear as the evening wore on so she called again at 11pm. He was coming out of the pub! He had been in there for hours. She was annoyed because he didn't tell her where he was and didn't answer her phone calls. Fair enough.
He arrived home and rung the doorbell (forgot his keys), which woke their daughter (she's 3). My friend let him in, didn't say a word to him, just turned and went down to their daughter's room to setlle her back to sleep. Her OH followed her and started shouting at her that he's not answerable to her, she's got attitude, how dare she be annoyed with him, he's the one paying the mortgage etc and then basically beat the crap out of her - lunged at her in the bed, whacked her across the face, in her chest, dragged her out of bed by her hair, kicked her and punched her. As if this isn't bad enough, their daughter is screaming on the bed, obviously terrified.
I was horrified and totally shocked. I had no idea but it turns out that this isn't the first time this has happened. When I asked if it had happened before she said "once or twice", but it's obvious that there have been many, many times because she admitted that he gave her a black eye a few months ago. She also said that in the beginning he was remorseful afterwards, but not any more. This morning their daughter (who slept in the bed with mummy last night) went into the bedroom where her dad was sleeping and said 'Mummy was silly last night, wasn't she daddy?', as if to say that's why she was beaten, as punishment. How fcuking sad is that? He then started on my friend again this morning, pushed her against the wall and accused her of winding him up, pushing all the wrong buttons, the usual crap that I presume abusers use to alleviate themselves of blame.
My friend was very, very distressed. She cried throughout most of the hour I spent with her. I tried to persuade her to make up an excuse at work to leave, but she wouldn't, so I fixed her face with make-up and she went back to work and I drove home. As if all that isn't bad enough, she's three months pregnant. She was sobbing when she told me she doesn't want this baby. She says she can't see any way out for herself if she has it, that she's tied to him enough by having one child with him, that she feels totally detached from the baby she's carrying. It took all my strength not to break down sobbing myself. It was absolutely heartbreaking. Before I left I went to the loo with her because she said her back is really hurting so I checked her back for her - she's got a few small bruises at the top of her back and down the side. The area she was most complaining of hurting didn't have any bruises but that doesn't mean he hasn't done damage. The complete and utter sh1thead.
I've told her that she's got to get out of there, for her sake, her daughter's sake and the baby's sake. I told her not to make any rash decision re the baby yet, but she says that she needs to get that sorted before she can cope with everything else. She knows that she's done nothing to deserve any of this, that none of this is her fault, but she's terrified of the future - I think she's petrified of how she'll manage financially, etc. We don't have much room where I live but I've told her to just pack a bag and come stay with me, and her daughter of course. She said she'll be fine. We both know she won't be fine, but she's so mixed up and emotional right now.
I can't stop thinking about her. What else can I do? I just can't leave her to it. I'm the first and only person she's told, so I feel a responsibility to do something more to help her. WWYD?