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*Toms POV*
“I just need help. I’m… I’m..” I stutter, trying to find the words. “I’m scared.” I say, looking to Jack who’s hands are over his face. I cant decide how he’s feeling, its definantley negative, though.
“what the hell were you thinking? You should have just walked away. Ignored him.” He says, breathing heavily; lifting his hands away from his face and placing them on his knees.
I feel a tear run down my cheek but quickly wipe it away. “what would you have done? I was terrified.”
He lets out a deep breath. “Okay Tom just… just calm down. I’m sorry for losing my temper.” He says, running his hands through his hair. “when did this whole… thing start?”
“it started when I was with Katy in London 1.. no 2 years ago.”
“That long?” he says, shocked. I nod grimly.
“And he still remembers?” he stutters, getting more and more worried.
“obviously.” I say, putting my head in my hands.
“fucking hell.”
“I know, it’s messed up. If I would have just walked away then we wouldn’t be in this mess.”
“but like you said, you were scared. Plus, it was 2 years ago. I bet you had no idea that he actually meant what he said.” He says, doing his best to reassure me.
“no, I didn’t. which was fucking stupid of me.” I reply, getting more and more frustrated. I’ve put them both in pain. I’m such a dick.
“How did he actually approach you?” he says.
I cringe at the memory and then let out a shaky breath. “he was drunk. I knew that because he couldn’t walk properly and when he came over, I could smell it on him. Me and Katy were Christmas shopping. I remember kissing her because there was mistletoe hanging under the lights. It was.. it was perfect… I didn’t notice him until he grabbed my arm. I just laughed and pulled my arm away because I mean.. what else do you do? He let go of me and then I turned to walk away. He then took my arm again and spoke to me, infact I remember exactly what he said. I’ve never forgotten. ‘nice lady you’ve got there.’ I remember feeling proud but also defensive. So I just agreed. I said ‘yeah man, she is, isn’t she’ that’s when I should have walked away. Instead, I just stayed and waited for him to reply. ‘lovely girl. I don’t suppose you can keep me anywhere for the night? With it being cold and all It’s hard being out on the streets.’ I didn’t know what to say… I cant let him into my house. Who would? So I just said what I was thinking. ‘sorry mate, no, I don’t.’ That’s when he grabbed my coat and Katy gripped onto my other arm. It was scary and I shold have punched him in his dirty, disgusting face but I didn’t. I just let him do it and pushed Katy away. I didn’t want her to get hurt. ‘Don’t want you girlfiend getting hurt, do you? I don’t like liars. I’m not stupid, young man. Drunk, homeless, pathetic. Yes, I am all of those things. But I am not stupid. Look at you. Iphone. Bags of shopping. Ofcourse you have somewhere for me to sleep.’ I just.. I didn’t understand why he didn’t go to a homeless shelter or something. I feel so stupid now I know that… that his threat was always his intention to do. He didn’t want somewhere to sleep. He was always after me saying no and then him dropping his sick, little idea. ‘yes, I do. But I cant let a stranger into my house.’ That’s when he let go of me. He started walking away, not in a straight line ofocurse.. he was too drunk. I flung myself on Katy, hugging her for dear life. I was terrified. It’s not often that a drunk grabs you by the collar. Then I felt something slam down on my shoulder. I pulled away from her and span away and saw that his hand was on my shoulder. When he spoke this time, he whispered. So Katy couldn’t hear.
