Me [20M] with my girlfriend[22 F](2 children) of about a month and a half are in a relationship stemming from an affair. She may be pregnant and I may be losing my job.

Disclaimer: This is such a convoluted situation that my TL;DR is gonna be pretty damn long too.

So, about 4 months ago I moved from my shitty small-ass town to the biggest city in my province with two friends of mine and their two children. We'll call them Rick and Willow. Willow had gotten a job opportunity out in this area and we all came to stay with her grandmother and her father to try and make a life for ourselves. It was pure luck that they allowed me to stay there too, as I was just a close friend the family hadn't even met.

It started out pretty straightforward. I was struggling to find a job in the first month while Rick found a construction job nearly immediately and Willow started working as a line cook. Due to scheduling conflicts they never really got to see one another much after they started working and Willow and I spent pretty much nearly every waking hour with each other when she wasn't working. Then she got me a job working with her as a dishwasher in the diner.

This is where I started to develop feelings for her. You have to understand that this completely shocked me. Prior to our being close friends, there were points in my life where I'd straight-up hated her. Not to mention she was definitely not what my tastes in women were suited for. I like tiny, and when I say tiny I mean short and skinny but not like, skeleton skinny. But tiiiiiny. Willow's a big woman, she's taller than me, she has shorter hair than me, and she shuns affectionate gestures like hugs and cuddling while I love that shit. But holy fuck did it ever hit me hard, guys. It's still hitting me just like it did when I started working with her.

Soon after that I told her that I loved her like a complete idiot. I jeopardized my start in the city, the start that I'd always dreamed of getting as I'd wanted to be a musician. Hormones and stuff, right? Yeah, I get that. And she told me one night that although she didn't love me there was something that she did want from me and that was control. She wanted me to control her and hurt her.

Now before we start passing judgements, I have to explain what their relationship was even before we moved. She was unhappy with him, he would not compromise or ever attempt to satisfy her needs, and his idea of being a good father was to disappear for 3 out of the 5 years they were together because "As long as I'm bringing in money I'm doing my job". He never so much as talked to them. And every time Willow would talk about leaving he would threaten to follow her wherever she went. His other threat was a custody battle, which was obviously just to keep her around as he obviously didn't and still doesn't give two fucks about his children.

So we engaged in an affair. I gave her what she wanted even though I wasn't overly comfortable with it myself. It's odd: I've always been into that rougher meaner stuff and bondage and shit but for the first few weeks it didn't feel right doing that to a woman I loved. It made her so happy though that I soon learned to get into it myself.

One night everything came to a head. Nothing came out about the affair, but Rick had been increasingly irritable for most of the third month, throwing childish temper tantrums. And guys, when I say childish I mean stomping around, kicking the house, threatening to the very people giving him a place to stay. So this night Rick flipped out and made a grab at Willow. She told him not to fucking grab her again so he made a point out of almost pinching her. Like, pure psycho in this man's eyes. He went in and got in her 74 year old grandmother's face then, telling her off, trying to make her hit him so he'd have an excuse to hit her back. At this point Willow had called the cops and they were on their way. We manage to get Rick out of the house and get this: He BREAKS BACK IN threatening to take one of the children with him off running from the cops. So they finally get there and escort him out and like that, he's gone.

The issue? One of those kids is with Rick's mother, and his mother is an enabler who sees no wrong in her son's actions. They are currently keeping her away from her mother telling her god-knows about ABOUT her mother and there isn't anything Willow can do until they go to court. They'll probably have it drilled into that poor child's head that her mother doesn't want her by that point.

On top of this, Willow recently began to have suspicions that she may be pregnant. She picked up three pregnancy tests and although the first came back negative, two the next day read positive. Here's the thing: Willow's had a tubal ligation. And I don't know what she's read but she seems to be convinced that if those pregnancy tests weren't wrong and she really did get pregnant that she's had a miscarriage. Now, from what I've read, when rare a pregnancy does happen after a tubal ligation it doesn't automatically mean that the woman is going to miscarry. I'm not sure if it heightens the chances but I'm positive that she knows something she isn't telling me if she's so convinced that she's either not pregnant or miscarried.

I know she's not physically healthy because she's purging after meals. She feels too big and will not tell me why she won't get in shape with me the right way if it's such a big problem. I know I'd love her no matter what size she is but I also understand that problems like these have a lot more to do with yourself than what you perceive others to think. I really don't know how to go about helping her through this and if anybody could offer some advice here it'd be great.

Almost done now, guys. So yesterday she was working and texted me that one of the other line cooks mentioned I'm getting fired the next time I come in. I don't know how to go about handling this now either. My hours have been cut back to the point where I can barely provide for myself letalone do things for her and the kids and every day at work I get to deal with this arrogant little prick running around stealing from people and sexually harrassing my girlfriend who refuses to say anything because she's had two people fired and doesn't want the whole store to turn against her.

Okay. Now let's try a TL;DR Girlfriend's ex flipped and got himself kicked, I'm with her now and she's fighting to get back a child he's only keeping from her to hurt her. She may have miscarried or be pregnant with my child and I may be losing my job as soon as tomorrow. She's purging after meals and being sexually harassed and I have to watch it because management favors the prick who's been there longer.

Help. Please.