Rainy Day

I breathed in the fresh scent of grass, closing my eyes. The heat of the sun sent warmth along my bare arms and legs. My eyes closed shut, I block out the world around me.

the hum of the wind in my ears relaxes me.

The breeze turns cold, sending a chill down my spine. The light giving me warmth had disappeared. I open my eyes and find the sun hidden behind the clouds. I sit up from my previous state, and look around.

The clouds were grey and heavy with rain. I got to my feet and headed down the usual gravel pavement. Droplets fell covering the earth with a wet blanket. I picked up my pace, as did the rain. My worn out sneakers get covered in the wet sediment. The gravel turns to asphalt and I reach my destination. I get under the protection of the porch and slip off my damp shoes. My toes now vulnerable, I quickly open the door to the small house I call home.

I climb the creaky old stairs, and venture down the hall. I strip the soaked clothing from my body and collect them in my hand. I toss them in the basket sitting at the end of the hall. Being bare in just my intimates, I make my way to the room I call my own, closing & locking the door behind me. I stay near the door for a few brief seconds, listening. Not a single noise can be heard through the entire house. I release the breath I was holding and make my way to the closet. I pull a clean hoodie over my head, and grab the blue denim off the floor. I slide into the jeans and walk towards the door. I pass my mirror and stop in my tracks. I evaluate the reflection. Knotted hair, damp from the rain. I quickly comb through the mess with my fingers. I stare a bit longer, judging what I see. 'you look like shit.' 'and you wonder why you're alone?'. I feel my eyes fill with water. A tear is on the verge of falling and a loud noise pulls me away from my thoughts.

I hear the front door fly open, smashing into the wall with force. The voices loud and fierce. I get closer to the door, listening in to the feud.

"You fucking ass!" A female voice shrieks from the basement below. A loud crash of glass hits the floor as I turn the knob of my door.

"Don't you dare speak to me that way you bitch!" A masculine voice surges through the house, shaking the walls. I quietly open the old door, avoiding being heard. I leave it open behind me for a refuge I case caught in the act.

I crouch near the railing of the steps, hiding my presents.

I watch as the female runs into the kitchen the man disappearing with her. the screams die and silence fills the empty home. I hold my breathe, afraid of being discovered.

"You selfish asshole. Crawl back to your young piece of meat." The women says killing the silence.

The man reacts by slapping her face. She recoils in pain, a whimper escaping from her lips.

The woman looks up, making eye contact with me. I see the pain and fear in her eyes. I turn and see the man watching the path of her eyes til his land on mine. My heart stops in my chest and I quickly flee. His loud, heavy foot steps race up the stairs.

I hear the woman scream and chase the furious man up the wooden steps.

I reach the door, closing it and locking it imediataly. I back away from the door and wait for the man to arrive. The loud foot steps stop right before my door. My heart beats loud in my chest killing the now sudden silence.

I can hear the women's pleading voice getting closer.

I couldn't quite understand her soft words, but they only angered the man.

His large hands beat against the wood. Every hit killing the only thing protecting me from bruises and harsh words.

One last bang til silence covers the home again.