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[Jessica] I lived
in this fairytale

that I needed a man
that would rescue me.

He made me feel safe.

He made me feel secure.

But my station in life

was to be a housewife,

a mother,

and a maid.

I've said,
"God, if you could...

make a way for me
to escape right now,

I'll never look back.

I swear to you."

He forced the gun
into my mouth.

And he got really close to me,

his mouth to my ear,

and he said,

"Do you see the evil
in my eyes?"

"Do you see the evil
in my eyes?"

[Stacy] I said,
"Put the gun down,
what are you doing?"

I'm sorry.

[Jessica] I was his wife.

I never realized that he,

even as evil
and as vile as he is,

that he would go that far.

I grew up in a small town.

in rural southern Mississippi.

Almost like a one-horse town,

everybody knew everybody.

I did things, small things
like sneaking out,

underage drinking.

And that environment
is where I met Chad.

When I first met him,

the first thing that
I noticed about him

the first thing that
I noticed about him

was his outgoing personality.

For lack of a better word,
he was very hyperactive.

Very, "Go, go, go. Let's do."

And he was also
very attractive.

I was very young and naive

and lived in this fairy tale

that I needed a man
that would rescue me

and take care of me.

Chad gave me all those things.

He made me feel safe,
he made me feel secure.

He made me feel safe,
he made me feel secure.

Our relationship
moved so fast.

I was barely 17 and he was 24.

The day that I found out

that I was pregnant with Scott

was very scary for me.

I knew, even as a teenager,

that this was a lot,
and a huge step,

that this was a lot,
and a huge step,

and I was gonna have
to grow up really fast.

The day that I told Chad
that I was pregnant,

he acted ecstatic.

He was happy.

Just a normal, I guess,
soon-to-be dad.

He started being
more aggressive

in his plans to find us
a home to live in.

I thought that that would
give us time to just

really become the family

really become the family

that I thought
that we could be.

We ended up renting a home

from his older brother

in the middle of nowhere,

down a long, dirt country road

in the middle of the woods.

For the first few weeks,

For the first few weeks,

we just lived together

trying to figure out what
we were to each other.

We would have bonfires and...

we would go fishing
and just...

just the country
way of living,

it was really what it was.

At that time,

Chad was an attractive guy

that was fun to be around.

Early on in my pregnancy,

there was a shift

in the way Chad treated me.

He started isolating me more.

He slowly alienated me
from family.

Being an outdoorsy,
tomboy country girl,

I had a lot of male friends.

If I was allowed
to be around them,

he had to be in my presence.

he had to be in my presence.

And it was very few
and far between.

And his jealousy towards
those male friends

fractured a lot
of those friendships
for a long time.

Chad paved highways

all across the southern part
of Mississippi.

He sometimes would be gone
five days a week.

I mainly would see him
on the weekends.

I mainly would see him
on the weekends.

While he was gone,
I was still isolated

in the home that we lived in.

He made sure of that

because he would
unplug the landline

and take it with him to work.

He would also take
the only vehicle that we had

and the cell phone with him.

I was pregnant.

I was terrified
to be alone there

in the middle of nowhere

without a way to go

or a way to communicate
with anyone.

or a way to communicate
with anyone.

One day he came home

that weekend from working
out of town.

Immediately jumps
in the shower.

You know, that was
an immediate red flag for me.

It's like, "Why before he even
touches me does he have
to get in the shower?"

And then I just decided
to go through the cell phone.

And I noticed there was
incoming and outgoing calls

And I noticed there was
incoming and outgoing calls

to this same number that
wasn't saved in his phone

and the was talking to
for an hour or two at a time.

So, I ended up writing down
that phone number

and then calling
from the house phone.

And the lady informed me that

they had been having an affair
for about six months.

I always had

problems with self-esteem

from a very early age.

With Chad and with
a lot of abusers,

what they do is
they break down
your self-esteem,

your self-confidence,

and make you feel like
there's no way

that you could survive
without them.

I'm not sure

when his interest
in the military started.

when his interest
in the military started.

He had a almost
unnatural obsession

with firearms.

And I think that probably
played a big role

in him originally joining
the National Guard.

Where I grew up in
in rural Mississippi,

it is not uncommon

for everyone to own firearms.

But what was unusual

with Chad's interest
with firearms

is that it went
a little bit beyond that.

is that it went
a little bit beyond that.

He had up to 20 firearms

including assault rifles
and handguns.

He had an AR-15,

he had an AK-47,

he had a 12-gauge shotgun,

.45 caliber handgun,

357 Magnum,

and a 38 Special.

That's the ones
that I remember.

It was less about
owning the firearms

than the comments that he made

than the comments that he made

regarding those firearms.

The need to stockpile weapons

in case if there was
ever an instance

where he needs
to be in a militia

or to overthrow
the government.

When I was with him, I was...

17 to 21 years old.

It was very terrifying to me.

There was an instance

where we were driving
down a back road

where we were driving
down a back road

in the middle of the woods.

I remember it being
a really hot day.

In my area,
there's a lot of strays

and stuff that get dumped
in the country.

And a dog was just walking
down the side of the road.

And Chad stopped
all of a sudden

and he called the dog
to the driver door.

And the dog
was happy to see him,

wagging its tail.

[dog whimpers]

And he grabbed

And he grabbed

his .45 caliber handgun

out from underneath the seat.

And he was saying,

"Come here, poochie,
come here."

Then the dog kinda
put its front paws

on the side of our vehicle.

And at that point, he just...

-[gunshots]
-[dog cries]

...shot the dog in the head.

To see someone be so evil
towards animals

was something I had never
witnessed before in my life.

was something I had never
witnessed before in my life.

And it traumatized me.

It scared me.

And I think it was
to let me know

that he's capable of doing
some pretty horrible things

if I didn't get in line.

[Jessica] Chad was
extremely peculiar

about the way the house
was supposed to be.

He made it obviously
clear that...

what my station in life was.

To be a housewife,

a mother and a maid.

It was compulsive,

it was obsessive.

it was obsessive.

He would want things
lined up a certain way.

All of the vegetables
in the cabinets,

they all had to be
grouped together,

the corn together,
green beans together,

all the labels facing
a certain way.

It all had to be lined
in a uniform, straight manner.

Usually, when I knew
that he was heading in

for the weekend,

I would spend
that whole day before

scrubbing with Q-tips,
toothbrushes,

scrubbing with Q-tips,
toothbrushes,

just getting everything right.

But in those occasions
when something slacked,

I paid for it.

Dirt on the floor

could cause him to empty out

and dump out dressers

and tear clothes
out of closets

and flip mattresses
off of beds.

Swipe clean dishes
off surfaces.

There was instances
where he would...

his nose would almost
touch my nose.

To look into his face,

it looked sometimes
like he was looking
straight through me.

Like, he wasn't even
looking at me,

he was looking straight
through something else,

and his eyes almost
became black.

And as time went on,

the violent aspect
of our relationship

really, really got
more intense.

The first time that Chad
ever laid hands on me

was about six weeks

after I found out
that I was pregnant.

I went into the bedroom,

into a dresser.

And he was sleeping

because he was working
the night shift.

And the drawer squeaked.

[faint squeak]

And it woke him up.

And it woke him up.

And he immediately
jumped up out of bed,

grabbed me by my hair,

drug me out of the room,

kind of tossed me
into the hallway

and slammed the door
on my face.

I was shocked.

I didn't know what
had just happened.

I was confused, I was scared.

I was confused, I was scared.

My heart was racing.

I didn't know what to do.

And I just stood there,
dumbfounded.

And then, after a few minutes,

he came out

and he wrapped
his arms around me

from behind and just said
that he was sorry,

that he had never done
anything like that before
to someone.

And that he was
probably half asleep
when he done it

and that it would
never happen again.

At the time, I believed him.

You know, I woke him up,

he's tired, he works,
he provides for me.

he's tired, he works,
he provides for me.

And I was so inconsiderate

to go in there
and wake him up.

I didn't wanna leave

because there were times

where things were really...

when they were good,
they were okay.

And it kind of helped

soften when things
weren't okay.

It didn't last long compared
to the good times that we had.

It didn't last long compared
to the good times that we had.

Scott was born
on January 9th, 1998.

I was 18 years old.

And I instantly fell
in love with him.

From the moment
he took his first breath,

he was a ball of energy.

Things were really good
for a little while after that.

Things were really good
for a little while after that.

There were times
where we got along great

and we laughed
and we loved and...

He would shower me
with compliments
and gifts and love.

So, for a little while
after Scott was born,

he kind of helped us
have better times

and make good memories of him
when he was a newborn.

It was calm,

and there were no
violent instances

where he hurt me.

We got married

when I was six months pregnant

with my second child
at the time, Cynthia.

There was no proposal,

there was nothing
romantic that happened.

It's just,

"Hey, we're getting married."

We walked in front of a judge

and it took about 10 minutes

and I wore blue jeans
and a t-shirt.

And that was it.

And that was it.

It was done in 15 minutes.

After a...

what I would call
a honeymoon break,

we would just eventually
circle back around.

By the time I was
pregnant with Cynthia,

I kind of knew the routine.

He would be angry,

he would become violent,

he would become remorseful.

And you could see
a pattern forming.

I lost all my friends.

I lost all my friends.

And my family were
disappointed in me.

And...

did not like him.

It made it really hard

to have a relationship
with them.

It hadn't been long
since I had Cynthia,

she was probably
a few months old.

One day, he had been
working out of town

and he had came in

and I had made spaghetti

about three days before.

And he made the comment,

"Why is this still in here?"

He grabbed me by my hair

and made me get on my knees

in the middle of the kitchen.

And he set the pot
of spaghetti in front of me.

And he started scooping
handfuls of spaghetti out

And he started scooping
handfuls of spaghetti out

and force-feeding me.

[Jessica straining]

He's like, "Eat it.

If you expect me to eat it,

then you should have
no problem eating it."

And he started rubbing it
on my and in my hair.

He would take his hand

and like, push my face
back like that.

He started punching me
and slapping me around.

He started punching me
and slapping me around.

He drug me into our bedroom

where he continued
to assault me.

And continued to beat me

for a considerable
amount of time.

After he'd done that,

he made me scrub the floors

on my hands and knees

with bleach rags to clean off
the spaghetti sauce.

There was something
about that day,

him treating me

like I was not human.

like I was not human.

By the next morning,

I had two black eyes

and a fractured rib
on my right side.

He had never touched the kids
in an aggressive manner,

but it terrified me.

And it terrified me,

like, how far is this
gonna escalate?

I never realized that he,

even as evil
and as vile as he is,

that he would go that far.

[Jessica] When Chad
left for work,

I got my children dressed

and myself dressed

and I walked
to the nearest neighbor

where I could use their phone.

I called my family.

And they said...

that I would need
to press charges on him.

He beat me pretty bad.

So, I pressed charges on him.

He was arrested and booked.

And once he went to court

And once he went to court

the judge had an agreement
with his lawyer

that he would seek
psychiatric help

in a in-patient facility
and start medication.

And after he was released
from the psychiatric facility,

I was very much on guard.

But over time, I felt like
I saw a difference in him.

And if the therapy
and medication was working,

I didn't know
not to believe him.

It all goes down to him

It all goes down to him

spinning it around to make it
somehow seem my fault.

A few months later,

I became pregnant with Joe,
my last child.

At that point,

I had three children by him
in three years.

And I realized that

how was I ever gonna
escape this relationship

if I kept having children
by this man?

And unbeknownst to him,

it was absolutely a big risk,

and I was terrified
the whole time,

and I was terrified
the whole time,

I went behind his back
and had my tubes tied

while he was
out of town one day.

Chad was working out of town.

While I was waiting for him
to come home, I had went
to see my dad that day

and I was a little late
getting home...

and he was frustrated
that I was late...

and he started in on me.

Scott, at the time,
was three...

and Scott ran
into the living room
as he was beating me

and tried to separate us
and tried to get
in-between us.

And, at that time,
Chad picked him up,

threw him onto the couch
and slapped him
across the back

so hard
that it left a handprint.

so hard
that it left a handprint.

He always kept a handgun
in the nightstand
and it always stayed loaded.

And he laid me across the bed

and he straddled me,
with his knees on each side
of my shoulders...

and he told me
to open up my mouth...

and he forced
the gun into my mouth.

And he got really close to me,
his mouth to my ear...

And he got really close to me,
his mouth to my ear...

and he said...

"Do you see
the evil in my eyes?"

I thought I was dead.

And I vomited on me
and him and the gun.

And at that point,
he pulled me off of the bed,
put me on my knees...

and, at this point,
he put it to the back
of my head.

and, at this point,
he put it to the back
of my head.

[phone ringing]

[Jessica] It was like
a switch.

He went from this aggressive,
crazy, evil mindset

to talking normally
on the phone,
setting up arrangements.

And he said,
"Get in the vehicle.

We're going. Get the kids up.
Get a towel for your face...

We're going. Get the kids up.
Get a towel for your face...

and if you let anyone
see your face,

I will kill you
when we get home.

I will promise you that.
I will kill you."

I had always made
a promise to myself.

I said, "He can hurt me
as much as he wants,

but the first time
he ever puts a hand
on my children,

I will be gone."

And so, I got the kids
into the van.

He drove to the house...

and I just prayed
the whole way there.

I just said,
"God, make a way for me
to escape right now.

I'll never look back,
I swear to you."

And he stepped out
of the vehicle...

and was walking up
to their door...

and I jumped into
the driver's seat
and I locked the door

and I probably did
about 60 miles an hour

and I probably did
about 60 miles an hour

in reverse
out of their driveway.

And when I went to put it
in drive to go forward,

he had run across
their small yard and jumped
in front of the vehicle.

And he was mouthing,
"I'm gonna kill you."

And I just closed my eyes
and I pressed the gas.

He could do whatever
he wanted to to me
and I would put up with it.

He could do whatever
he wanted to to me
and I would put up with it.

And I always said,
"He'll never hurt my kids,"

but I always had
this knot in my stomach...

that something
was going to happen.

He came before a judge.

Chad would know
exactly what to do.

He knew that he needed
to show remorse to the judge

and to immediately
admit fault and...

check himself
into a psychiatric facility
voluntarily

and start medication

and start medication

and that way it looked like
he was sincere
and getting help

and that he was wanting
to change.

And I knew that wasn't true.

He started
the divorce proceedings
the next month...

and that's where the whole
fight for custody began.

And he said,
"If you don't do
exactly what I tell you to do

in the divorce proceedings,
then I'll take the kids

and you'll never
see them again."

Sorry.

If he said
that he was gonna take
my children from me

and I was never gonna
see them again,

I believed that he would
make that happen.

Even though
I wasn't living with him,

I still felt that fear of him
and what he could do to me.

He was always gonna have
some rights to his children

and he was so manipulative
in the court system

and he was so manipulative
in the court system

that I was afraid
that if I kept pressuring
the courts

to make a decision on
where they needed to stay
for the most part,

that I would end up
swaying it his way.

So, in a way,
I kind of just...

broke down
and gave him what he wanted

so the children would stay
with him for the school year.

I still felt like maybe
the instance with Scott
was a one-time thing.

I still felt like maybe
the instance with Scott
was a one-time thing.

And I looked back
and I was like,
"You know, Jessica,

he was never violent
towards them."

They loved him,
especially Scott.

Scott and Chad have
so many likenesses.

They have so many things
in common.

I don't think there's anything
that I could have done or said

to break that bond with them
because it was so tight.

I think, in this picture,
that Scott's emotions
in it are genuine.

I think, in this picture,
that Scott's emotions
in it are genuine.

I think that Chad's is
for the camera.

This is Scott.

He loved to dress up
in his dad's army gear.

It's one of my
favorite pictures.

After our divorce,
I decided that

I was gonna stop depending on
men for my livelihood

and that I was gonna
step up and take care
of myself.

I can't think of anything
more empowering
for a woman

than to join
the United States Army.

And that's what I did.

I just had recently graduated
basic training with
the United States Army.

I just had recently graduated
basic training with
the United States Army.

I actually met Eric
through one of his friends.

[Eric] January 1st of 2007,

a friend of mine had gone
to a New Year's Eve party.

I was on duty that night.

The following afternoon,
he called me and said,

"Hey, I met a girl.
Will you come with me?
She has a friend."

We kind of hit it off
and we liked each other a lot.

It got serious pretty quickly.

It got serious pretty quickly.

[Jessica] When the kids
first met Eric,

Scott was 10,
Cynthia was nine
and Joe was eight.

[Eric] We went to the beach,
went out and played catch
on the beach.

Their dad had never
done that with them.

The kids,
throughout the years,
had gone back and forth

from Dad to us.

The teenage years,
in particular,
were a little bit difficult.

Their love for their father
and what he was
constantly telling them

was kind of against
all the rules

and expectations
that we were trying to set
in our house.

and expectations
that we were trying to set
in our house.

We had his father
telling Scott that he didn't
have to listen to me...

and that caused,
you know, kind of a rift.

So, Scott,
he was very outgoing

and he lived the kind of life
where he didn't care
who was looking.

He was the guy
that everybody invited
to the party

'cause he was gonna bring it.

I met Chad on a few occasions.

I met Chad on a few occasions.

Jessica always asked me
to maintain

a cordial relationship
with him for the kids.

So I tried to do that.

I will tell you that
there's not a single time...

that I have been around
Chad Graves

that I have not had
a gun on me, though,

because I do not trust
that man.

[Stacy] We actually met
in the seventh or sixth grade,

but when we got
to high school,

but when we got
to high school,

we kind of went
our separate ways

until he contacted me
on Facebook.

He's very, very charming.

He would open
the car door for me,
help me put my seatbelt on.

Just very, very
gentleman-like.

I was aware Chad was
on medication

a month or so, I guess,
three months, maybe,
after we got together.

He told me that he had
had some issues

with PTSD from
being in the Army

with PTSD from
being in the Army

'cause as far as me and him,
he had not shown
any violent side yet.

Chad would tell me and Scott
about some of the things
he done in the military.

He told us
that he was a commander
on a Bradley

and they hit an IED
and it flipped the Bradley

and he landed on his head
and that's how he got injured
in Iraq.

I believe Scott was
16 years old when I met him.

I believe Scott was
16 years old when I met him.

Scott was very, very loyal
to his daddy.

It didn't matter
what Chad done to him,
he would always forgive him

and hug him
and tell his daddy
that he loved him.

No matter what Chad did,
he always forgave him.

[Jessica] I woke up
like it was any other day.

I got up
and I made me some coffee.

And I noticed that I had
a missed message on Facebook

from someone
that I did not recognize.

It stated, "Hello.
I'm a friend of
Chad and Stacy's

and Stacy's trying
to reach you.

It's an emergency.
Please call her back
at this number."

And so, immediately,
my first thought was...

And so, immediately,
my first thought was...

they've probably got into
an argument
and they've fought.

So I called.

And as soon as Stacy
answered the phone,
I couldn't understand her.

She was screaming and crying
and saying, over and over,
that he killed him.

[Stacy] On August 16th
of 2018...

Scott asked his dad
if he could go
to his grandmother's house...

and Chad told him no...

and things escalated...

from there.

Chad was in the bed.

I was standing beside
the bed, talking to Chad.

And the next thing I knew...

Chad jumped up out of bed,
pushed Scott into a corner.

That's where
Chad's shotgun was.

Scott grabbed the nozzle
of the gun

and then Chad grabbed it
and that's when they started
fighting over it.

They worked their way
into the dining room,

fighting over it,
wrestling over it.

fighting over it,
wrestling over it.

From where I was standing,
I couldn't see
where Scott was...

but Chad, I could see
and he had the shotgun...

in his hand.

And I said,
"Put the gun down.
What are you doing?"

And he just looked at me
with a blank look...

and he racked the shotgun...

and then fired.

[gunshot]

[sniffs] I'm sorry.

[sighs shakily] I come
running out of the bedroom...

to get to Scott...

and Chad got in front of me
and told me,

"Don't look at him.
Don't touch him. Call 911."

I was in such shock.

And then, after that,
it's all...

a blank until
the police get there.

[police sirens]

[Stacy] The police took me
out in the breezeway
of the apartment.

I'm in my pajamas, no shoes.

Chad was to the left of me
and I remember them

arresting and handcuffing him,
but they took me
to a police car.

It's pouring rain this night.

It's pouring rain this night.

From there,
he goes to the VA,
to the mental hospital.

[Eric] I was at work.

It's about nine o'clock
in the morning.

I was on a break
and Jessica called me...

hysterical.

And she's screaming
into the phone,

"He killed him. He killed him.
He killed my baby."

"He killed him. He killed him.
He killed my baby."

[Jessica crying]
And I prayed for God
to send him back to me

and that he could take me.

And then the next thing
I remember...

was being in the front yard
on my knees

and a police officer
from our town pulling up
to be with me

until Eric could make it.

And I fell onto hot asphalt
and laid in
the fetal position...

while my whole world
just fell apart.

I immediately knew
there was no way
that it was self defense

because I know my son
and I know what kind
of heart he had...

and I know
how evil Chad was...

and I knew that he would
say whatever he needed to
to try to get out of trouble.

and I knew that he would
say whatever he needed to
to try to get out of trouble.

I let fear drive me
to accept...

the custody agreement.

And I will, to this day,
for the rest of my life...

feel guilt...

and anguish
over that decision.

[Stacy] They looked at
all the evidence.

All the shotgun pellets
were in the baseboards
of the floor.

The way the blood was pooled
showed that Scott was
on the floor when he was shot.

So he was not
a threat for Chad.

He could have
put the gun down
at any time.

Chad shot Scott like
it wasn't nothing to him.

And I just...
I can't comprehend it.

The police arrested him
on August the 29th of 2018...

The police arrested him
on August the 29th of 2018...

at the Biloxi VA,
when he was being discharged.

[Jessica] With Chad
being manipulative,

he found
this perfect opportunity

to say, "Hey! You know,
I have PTSD."

But anybody that knew Chad
before he deployed

knew that this behavior
didn't come around
because of PTSD...

knew that this behavior
didn't come around
because of PTSD...

because he was abusing people
and being violent way before
he ever saw combat.

And, which we later found out,
he, in fact, never saw combat.

People don't realize
that not every job
that you do in the military...

puts you in harm's way
or puts you in
a combat situation.

I contacted several
of his army buddies...

I contacted several
of his army buddies...

and they told me...

early on in his deployment,
he was deemed a liability

because of
a negligent discharge.

They pulled him off
of the frontlines
and put him behind a computer.

He lied about everything
that he did in the military.

I felt betrayed.

I believe he uses PTSD
as a crutch.

I believe he uses PTSD
as a crutch.

I mean, you don't lie
about stuff like that.

[Jessica] When I saw him
walk in, I was shocked
at his appearance.

He's aged...

rightfully so,
being in jail for
the last three years.

I saw very little remorse.

I saw very little remorse.

They told me I could have
a few moments to speak
and I took six minutes

to give my victim's
impact statement.

[Jessica on laptop]

I looked him in the face
and there was no expression,

except for the fact
when I said,

"Scott was the only child
that loved you unconditionally

and forgave you for everything
you ever did to him."

and forgave you for everything
you ever did to him."

And, at that point,
he shook his head "yes."

And then they asked him
if he wanted to speak
and he said no.

And then they sentenced him.

The fact that he could get out
in six years consumed me.

I kept thinking,
"What do I need to do,

proactively as a parent,
to protect my remaining
children?

proactively as a parent,
to protect my remaining
children?

How do I protect us all?"

[Stacy] He was just
a mean, evil, evil person.

Who could do that
to their own child
and not show any remorse?

[Eric] I, in the back
of my head...

always believed...

that one day...

Chad would go too far.

But I never thought
that it would be one
of his kids

But I never thought
that it would be one
of his kids

and, furthermore,
I never thought
that it would be Scott...

the one kid
that always stood by him,
always defended him.

Chad didn't become a monster
because of Iraq.

Chad was a monster...

from his teenage years...

from his teenage years...

to the point where he decided
to pull the trigger
on his own son.

For a long time...

I felt like
a piece of me died.

I got justice for him,
to some degree.

I was honored
to be his mother.

The world is
really missing out

The world is
really missing out

with him
not being here anymore.