Eve is a delicate soul, who tries to pursue her journalism passion at a local college in NYC. Unfortunately she gets caught in the wraps of bullying and an abusive relationship with her long term boyfriend. When Raphael discovers Eve he can't help b...
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"I was the girl who always wore skirts to school, who always had their makeup done and who decorated their notebooks."
I walked to my apartment swiftly with a pit of excitement in my stomach. I couldn't remember the last time I had a genuine friend to hang out with. Probably since high school. But taking into consideration I came from Florida, naturally none of my friends were here.
My mom begged me for months to not move here to New York, but I was longing to experience something different. I do admit, I do regret moving here sometimes.
I really thought I would have found my group in college, well now I'm a sophomore and it still never happened. I was super stoked to find out Sophomores could live without room mates and I took up the offer fast. And trust me when I say it was worth the extra money.
I walked into my apartment and received a welcome from my cat. I walked to the bathroom to take off my makeup. When I looked in the mirror, that's when my heart fell to pieces. The bruise on my face was painfully way more obvious than I thought. It was more developed and purple.
It stung to the touch. A tear fell from my eyes when I looked at the mess Levi created. If he wasn't the only person I had here, leaving would be much more simpler.
BUZZ BUZZ
Speaking of the devil.
Levi's name popped up on my screen. This was the first time all day he tried talking to me. A simple press of the "F-you" button was enough for me.
I put both of my hands on the sides of the sink and I held in a cry. I was trapped and there was no way of getting out.
BUZZ BUZZ
Just as I expected. He was spam calling me. And he won't stop until I answer.
I sighed and sniffled. I pulled myself together fast. He didn't deserve to hear me cry.
I regrettably answered the phone.
"H-hello?"
"Eve? Baby? Where have you been? I've been worried sick about you."
Yeah right. Worried I'm going to call the cops probably.
"I'm fine Levi, please just leave me alone."
"Babe wait. Talk to me please." His voice sounded sloppy like it did last night. He had to have been drinking again. Go figure.
"There's nothing to talk about." I said looking in the mirror. Maybe this time I could be strong enough to leave.
"Yes there is. Look... I'm sorry okay?"
"Sorry doesn't change the bruises on my face!" My voice began to raise.
"What are you talking about?" He questioned. He quickly dropped the innocent persona he was giving.
"You know what you did." I said as a tear rolled down my cheek. I found myself fidgeting with my clothes.
