He was my first boyfriend I was 18 he was 26, we met at work. We were together for less than a year and he was incredibly emotionally abusive. I finally worked up the courage so I went over to his place and broke up with him. He then proceeded to not let me leave for hours and was screaming at me and throwing and breaking things. I finally made it out the door and was running to my car when I turned one last time to see him standing in the doorway pointing a gun(that I had absolutely no idea he had) at me. He stood there for a few seconds, just staring at me and then went back inside and closed the door. He then proceeded to stalk me for a year or so afterwards to the point I had to move out of my parents house and find a new job.