Soon it stopped raining. I was drenched while sitting in the rain. I threw my cigarette on the floor, but realized I threw it at someones shoe.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I said quietly
He looked up and looked into my eyes saying "It's ok."
A few seconds past as we just stared into each other's eyes until he said "You look cold, here have this."
He handed me a kiss jacket wanting to warm me up. At first I was creeped out but I ignored it.
"Thanks" I said while blushing.
"No problem, what your name?"
I was hesitate to say my name so I made up a alias.
"Catherine." I said. There was nothing wrong with my name, Beatrice, I just was afraid to expose my identity.
"Beautiful name Catherine. I have to go, I'll see you around."
He pronounced my fake name so properly and bold. It was sexy.
As he walked away he gave me a warm smile, creating this feeling in my heart that I've never felt before. Before my family was gone.
He never told me his name, I guess I'll call him the stranger. I hugged his jacket close to my face smelling his sweet smell of mint and fresh outdoors.
I walked in my apartment, and decided to clean for once. I was bored, I guess.
I lit a candle scented like apples and started with all the empty beer bottles. It sinks like musty drunk people in my apartment. Then the useless cigarettes scattered cross my stained, off white carpet. Then every other thing that needed cleaning.
I readjusted all my furniture, including my velvet couch, my glass coffee table, my dinner table, my chairs, and last my bed. I stood in front of my apartment and was amazed.
"Wow."
I stood in awe as seeing my clean apartment, I haven't cleaned in a couple of years. I blew out my candle and went to my bed. I looked at my clock, it read 1:23am
I realized that my body was extremely tried and decided to sleep. I laid on my hard bad and I pulled my blankets over my body, and closed my eyes.
I woke up shaking to the loud sound coming out side of my room. I looked at the time and it was 3:45am.
"It's just drunk people, Bea. It's ok"
I closed my eyes but later I heard the sound again.
I got up from my bed almost scared heading to my door. I saw nothing, so I headed back to my bedroom.
A hand caught my face and threw me on the ground while I was walking towards my bedroom. I tried to screamed but the force that pushed me to the floor made it impossible.
A guy dressed in all black was the attacker. He picked me up and threw me on my glass coffee table. It shattered as my body immediately hit it. The attacker picked me back up again. I tried to swing and hit him, but he was a lot stronger than me and threw me at my wall.
I fell down, touching my face, feeling liquid. The room started spinning as the attacker grabbed a bat, hitting me all over my body. I almost passed out but right before a guy came in and threw the attacker on the flooring, punching him.
That's all I saw before I passed out.
~Authors Note~
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