Grace
I woke up on Friday at 6:00. I did not want to go to school. Why you ask? Because I had to go to my abusive boyfriends house. Whenever I go over to his house he hits me and screams at me. He likes to "give me a prettier face" as he calls it. I get to school and I am happy that he graduated so I don't have to see him at school but I still am forced to go to his house. The day flew by. I was on my way to Carter's house. He took me into the soundproof basement. He then proceeded to hit and scream at me. After about 2 hours and a bruised face and ribs later I finally left. I went to my car and tried to cover up the bruises as best I could. When I got home I went to the living room and sit down next to my brother. Apparently I didn't do a good enough job because Alex saw one of the bruises on my face. He demanded me to tell him what Carter does to me. This is the first time I have had to admit it to anyone. I broke down and told him everything. I broke up with Carter over the phone. He told me that if he ever got his hands on me again he'd send me to the hospital. Then I went to bed after Alex promised that he'd protect me from Carter if he tried to touch me again. I woke up at 8:30. It was Saturday and I already had my last day of school yesterday. I went to the fridge and saw that we didn't have a lot of food so I put together a list of groceries to get. When I was getting the white bread I realized that I had to climb on the shelves to get it. I was about to put my foot down on the ground when my foot suddenly slipped. Before I hit the ground I was caught by strong arms and brought back against a very solid chest. I turned around and saw a guy who was about 6'1",tan, muscular, all in all my perfect guy looks wise. I thanked him and he stopped me by asking if I needed help with anything else and I said as a matter of fact I could use some help with getting some water. He helped me get the water and he carried that and his groceries to the checkout line. He paid for his and I paid for mine. Then he insisted that he walk me out to my car. He then asked if he could have my number. I told him that if we ever met again that I would. He said okay and then walked to his car. I went home and made myself breakfast. The rest of the weekend passed in a blur.
