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What an animal

Snarling, violent thug bit my nipple!

- By Louise Mcdonough, 32, from St Helens

There was a click and my whole flat was plunged into darkness.

‘Not another power cut!’ I groaned. I didn’t fancy sitting in the dark waiting for the electric company to fix the fault.

Scrabbling for my mobile, I called my best mate.

‘Come over to mine,’ he offered. ‘You can sleep on the sofa if you like.’

Since we’d met, three years earlier through mutual friends, we’d become very close.

Nothing romantic. Just really good friends. I was always round at his house.

After I arrived, my mate put on a film and we settled down with snacks and a brew.

But halfway through, loud music came from next door.

‘They must be having a party,’ I said.

My mate’s neighbours had moved in the week before.

I’d chatted to them in the street. They seemed friendly.

We didn’t mind them letting their hair down.

But, by the end of the film, it was late and the music was still thumping. We could hear shouting and arguing, too.

My friend laid the duvet out on the couch for me. But we knew we’d never get any sleep.

‘I’ll go and speak to them,’ he said. ‘They might turn it down.’ So I went outside with him. When we got out, the guests had spilled into the street and it looked like there was going to be trouble.

I spotted an elderly lady from further up the street.

She was trying to reason with the party-goers, but they were shouting and swearing, I felt sorry for her.

‘Can’t you keep the noise down?’ I asked politely.

But the host, a bloke I’d met in the street, turned to me and snarled before pushing me in the chest. Shocked, I fell back. He was a young man, much bigger and stronger than me. My friend stepped in. ‘There’s no need for that,’ he said.

But then the host, along with another man, jumped on my mate, wrestling him to the floor.

How had things got so out of hand?!

‘Please stop!’ I pleaded. I was trying to pull them off, but it was hopeless.

Then, the party host turned on me, slapping and punching me.

I curled up on the grass, trying to protect myself, but he yanked me up by my hair.

‘You fat, f****** b******!’ he shouted.

Then, I felt a pain in my right breast. Gasped with shock.

It was so fast, I didn’t even realise what had happened.

I staggered to my feet as the police arrived.

I was helped inside the house and the party host Nash Bytheway, 20, was arrested.

In the light, I realised that I was bleeding from my breast. The pain was agonising. My friend found a WPC and, when she lifted my top, she screwed up her face in horror.

‘He’s bitten your right nipple,’ she said. ‘It looks dreadful.’ I was gobsmacked. All we’d done was ask them to keep the noise down.

The officer called an ambulance and I nearly passed out in pain.

There was blood dripping onto my shoes, but I couldn’t bear to look at my chest.

I was treated by paramedics and my wound was dressed.

Thankfully, I didn’t need to go to hospital.

Trying to sleep later, I couldn’t believe what had happened.

Next day, I also had bruising to my face and arm, but my nipple area was agony.

It didn’t heal well and, over the next few months, I was

Blood dripped onto my shoes... I couldn’t bear to look

back and forth to see the doctor.

Before the attack, I’d been about to get back with my ex, but now, I couldn’t bear for anyone to touch me, so the relationsh­ip fell apart again.

Six months on, I’ve become really anxious and I worry about any kind of intimacy.

My nipple’s sore and I get stabbing pains in my breast.

I feel embarrasse­d and ashamed by what happened.

Nash Bytheway appeared before Liverpool magistrate­s in April and admitted assault.

He was sentenced to eight weeks in prison, suspended for 12 months. He must pay £85 costs and £120 compensati­on.

The court heard that Bytheway was under supervisio­n by the Probation Service, following an earlier conviction of assault and criminal damage.

Passing sentence, judge Andrew Shaw said, ‘Within two months of being convicted of four assaults and criminal damage, for which you were subject of a community order, you bit [Ms Mcdonough], which equates to using a weapon on her.’

I was disgusted by the sentence. Bytheway had previous, but just got a slap on the wrist.

What kind of man bites a woman on the nipple?

He’s an animal and should be locked up!

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