Forgotten

He looked shocked as if I proposing to him. He patted on my shoulders and whispered into my ears. I was so damn excited when he said he was going to come. But then, I felt something is not right so, I nervously chuckled. Isaac then came and informed me of my overtime work. I had to inform Newt about this but I don't have his number. I stayed at work and helped the others. Around 10pm, I came back home. It was so dark and I decide to turn on the lights to be noticing that Newt was sitting on the couch. He was sitting on the single couch like Bill Wilkins in the conjuring.
"So, where did you go? I was waiting for you. It's 10pm and now you're home? Where the hell you been!?"
"I had overtime work to do. There's also not enough staffs. I wanted to call you but I don't have your phone number. Please I'm very sorry."

He came closer towards me and he grabbed my hair and pushed me out of the house. I was shouting in pain and he slammed the door at my face. It was raining heavily and I soaked wet. I cried while knocking on the door. Through the window, I saw him going up to his room. Never one look at me. Begging him to open up, he just ignored me. I sat down and stared blankly. My face turns pale and my eyes were swollen. After hour and a half, Newt brought an umbrella out to cover me from the droplets of rain.