Finally

Chapter 2: How it Began.

While I'm sitting in the living room the old man was in the kitchen making me an ice pack. He is very frail and barely has any white hair surrounding his head.
"Here you go sweetheart," he said while handing me the ice pack for my throbbing cheek. I took the ice pack from him.
"Thank you."
He gives me a sympathetic look and I just stare at him.
"What's your name?" The old man said breaking the silence.
"Paige."
"It's very nice to meet you Paige. My name's Edgar."
I smiled at him.
"How long has that young boy been hittin' you?"
"Well, we've been dating for about 2 years. At first, everything was fine. He was a complete gentlemen. It was a perfect relationship some people might think. After about 6 months of dating he cheated on me with my best friend. So I tried to leave him but he said that he wasn't going to let me. First, he started yelling at me more frequently and louder. Second, he started hitting things and breaking things every time we argued. Then he finally hit me. It's been going on for about 3 months now."
"Why are you just now doing something about it?"
"I didn't know what to do! Everytime he hit me no one was around. I was afraid that if I pushed him to far he would hurt me worse."
"Well, I'm glad I was around right then. I heard y'alls commotion outside so I went and looked out the window to see what was goin' on. Right when I moved my curtin' over I saw that young man slap you. I went and grabed my gun and went outside."
"I really appreciate everything. I should probably call my sister to come pick me up." I began to pull out my phone
"I'll leave ya to it!" Edgar said while standing up. He walked down the hallway and went through some door that I suspected was his bedroom.

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