But living with him has become scary, she says. The lawsuit says he kept a loaded gun by the bed and she was afraid to use the bathroom at night for fear he would mistake her for an intruder and shoot her. He wouldn’t let her wear clothes to bed and would make a slight disagreement – on an artist she liked and he didn’t like, for example – in a brawl all night, depriving her of sleep, the costume says.
The situation arose as she was finishing what has become her most beloved album, “Magdalene”. Ms Barnett said she found herself in stasis, struggling to fulfill her professional obligations and confusing her friends and colleagues. “Twigs is still the driving force behind his career – always one step ahead of everyone else,” said longtime manager Michael Stirton. “It was a radical change in his personality and character.” The album’s release was delayed several times, and a tour was postponed at a hefty price, Mr Stirton said, as Ms Barnett retired. “I could talk to him,” he said. “But I couldn’t reach it.
As Ms Barnett became more isolated, she said she felt her safety nets were crumbling. The gas station incident had happened in public, she said, and no one came to her aid; a first attempt she made to tell a coworker was swept away. “I just told myself that no one will ever believe me,” she said in an interview. “I am unconventional. And I am a person of color who is a woman. ”
Slowly, with the help of a therapist, she began to strategize for her exit. As she was packing her bags to leave in the spring of 2019, Mr LaBeouf showed up unexpectedly and terrorized her, according to a sworn statement from a witness, his housekeeper, in the trial. When Ms Barnett did not want to go with him, the statement said, he “grabbed her violently”, hugged her and locked her in another room, where he yelled at her.
Escaping him began to seem “both difficult and dangerous,” says the lawsuit. And even as she grew in her resolve, she felt overwhelmed, she told her therapist, in an email the Times reviewed. Even though she could afford it, it took several attempts for Ms Barnett to extricate herself, she said in an interview. And it wasn’t until after the fact that she realized how much she had broken down.
“The whole time I spent with him I could have bought myself a plane ticket for a business flight to my four-story house in Hackney,” in London, she said. . And yet she did not. “He brought me so low, below myself, that the thought of leaving him and having to heal myself seemed impossible,” she said.