An Unforeseen Love

A Stepping Stone to a new start

Work went by for the most part uneventful. I mean I am a cashier for crying out loud. It's not like I am a police officer. So, I really don't know what I thought would happen while at work. Maybe I was hoping that there would be a shooting and I would be killed so I don't have to go back to John. The text that he sent me still had chills going down my back. 

"You think that just because your at work your safe to do whatever the hell you want. You are lucky Ryan was with me or I would of showed everyone at your job just how I make sure you don't ever ignore me again."

I know what he meant. It happens every single day. I knew that without a shadow of a doubt I would be covering more bruises before I go to work tomorrow. And this time I don't have to wonder what I did wrong. I know what I did. I didn't text him back and ignored him when he was yelling at me before work. Great. You really are the world's biggest idiot aren't you Becca. You knew what this was going to bring but yet you did it. As tears threaten to escape me while I am walking to my car I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking or who was around me. I don't know what came over me but I pulled my phone out of my pocket and went to my moms text messages. 

All I send to her is "Mom, sorry i didn't reply sooner I was at work. I am leaving work now i am coming by to visit. I miss you and love you Mom. See you soon." I knew that I didn't have to ask to come over and she would never tell me I couldn't but I needed to see her and feel okay before I went back over to John's house. Once again when I needed to see him the most there was Kyle. 

"Your always on your phone." he says to me while laughing. 

"Yeah, I was just texting my mom. That's all I really talk to my mom and my sister." which that wasn't a lie. I don't talk to other people because I know what he would do if I did. I was defiantly not going to give him another reason to hit me or try and kill me.

Before I realized what was happening he put his phone in my face. "Well here put your number in my phone and I will talk to you."

Without even thinking twice I put my number in his phone. I knew that I probably shouldn't be giving him my number but at the same time I figured what the hell. If John is going to use me as his punching bag each day for whatever reason he felt like I was going to give him a reason. I didn't expect anything to come out of us talking. But I also wasn't against the thought either.