My Love / Oscar Isaac

PART1

I felt blood running on my thighs but I was running quicker , I  saw everything blurry I didn't know whether that was my tears or the raining weather..
I wish I could stop running but I can't, my legs hurt , my body hurts , my insides hurt.
Seeing the road after running for about an hour while limping made me so happy .. I couldn't trust to ride with anyone but I still cant walk
I waved my hand trying to stop a car or a truck to drive me anywhere far away from here , while covering my chest with my torn pajama t shirt
After about ten minutes someone actually stopped to ask where I was going I told him to drop me as far as he can go , He was an old in his mid sixties with white hair and dark blue eyes  A bottle of water was passed by him for me but I didn't take it but unfortunately I was too tired and thirsty to give a shit about getting kidnapped or almost raped .. not again.
"What's your name?" The old guy asked with his heavy accent
I replied with tired voice "layla"
"Layla , Obviously time has been rough on you .. so I have a friend that could give you a job as a waitress , Would you like that?" He said with a calm voice , Shit I haven't felt a warm voice of an old man before , He looked kind but I still can't trust him
"Why would you do that , Sir?" I asked now I feel stupid
"I told you time has been rough on you" as he said that he gave me his jacket that was on the back seat of the truck
I honestly was too cold to refuse so I covered myself with it , I smiled and thanked him and I wish I could prevent my tears from falling .
He drove for two hours or more I don't know and then He told me to go with him , I kept distance between us but still followed him
I saw a small caffe shop It was all brown and grey I didn't look to know its name but when the man entered I followed him

" Hey Harrow , It's been a long time" the old man said to the caffe shop I think
"Yeah smith , How are you man?" So the man is smith .. Cant believe I rode with a man for three hours , took his jacket, drank his water and still didn't know his name
They kept chatting for a little while and I kept looking at the shop It was small with a few customers and there was two waiters and they were just delivering the orders to the customers

"Layla" someone called
I didn't recognize his voice so my heart genuinely dropped to my feet , I have this thing whenever I hear my voice from someone I don't know I get a small heart attack
I turned to look for who was calling but since It wasn't Smith's voice I figured it would be Harrow's
I went to him and He started talking
"You know that Smith is my friend and I could never say no to him" he said with a smile
" So I could give you a job and a temporary place to stay in just so you could figure it out "
I actually didn't know what to say
I feel like I haven't been in communication with anyone for a long time  so I looked at smith
"Don't worry Layla , He's gonna take a good care of you .. Also the place will be shared with you by one of the waitress that work here , a girl" He said with a smile
So I nodded at him and then thanked Harrow
Harrow called someone called Cara and gave her a key
"You can take the day off and I'll pay you , just show Layla your place and give her something to wear" He said talking to Cara
"She also will give you a work's uniform So you could start working tomorrow" He said with a smile
I thanked him again and told him how much I really appreciate that

I walked with Cara who seemed really nice and fun , She is a blond girl and has blue eyes that looked so nice
She chatted with me telling me some of her story
" I came here two months ago , Harrows is a nice guy I was so alone and helpless he helped me go clean and gave a job and place" She said
We walked but not for a long time It wasn't far from the cafe
She opened the door and let me in, It was a small apartment It had a regular kitchen and two beds and a bathroom It was all like a cube but It was nice
She gave me clothes and told me where the bathroom was
I went there and I looked at the mirror
My hair wasn't so messy but It was , I had marks on my eyes and abit of blood my neck
I look so terrible, I hated my self so much

I opened the hot water and just stood under it
I wish I could just erase his marks from my body but I can't
I let my self cry under the water rubbing all the dirt and blood from my body , The hot water stings the cut on my body but I didn't care
All I ever wanted was to leave that house and I finally got that
I couldn't let myself get more abused , I couldn't.

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