Oh, Eleanor

Eleanor's diary: part 3

Dear diary,
I couldn't be more reckless. Ron is all I am thinking about, and every time. He keeps on coming in my thoughts and on the window near mine.
You know what diary, he seemed reckless. Even more reckless than me. He was on the phone, shouting at one time, talking calmly the other. I know he was talking to his girlfriend. I could hear him saying her name.
Leona!
Dear diary, I am always truthful to you and so I will not hide it. I get a little bit jealous whenever I see Ron talking to his love through my window. But I can surely say one thing, Leona is one of the luckiest person on earth. She's got Ron! She's got the most sensible person by her side. How lucky is she.
I don't think the love I have for Ron is ever going to get to me. He loves someone else. He never even knew I existed before I accidently ended up at his door.
Duh!
You know what happened that night?
I was so busy telling you about how he really was in front of me that I forgot about telling you about Billy.
That night, Billy made one of his nasty demands. And by those, I guess you know what I mean.
I said, "no, Billy. I am not going to be your slave anymore."
You won't believe what he did. He stamped a slap on my face. And if that wasn't already not enough, he picked up the trophy which I had back freedom the days when I used to fill to school. He slammed it hard on my head. I didn't know what happened after that for sometime. I probably fainted. When I woke up, Billy was nowhere in sight. He surely was gone for some pints of beer. I saw blood on my clothes and knew immediately that my wound won't heal like that. I couldn't find the forest said, Billy clearly hid it. I felt like asking for help. And region was the first person who came on my mind, so that was how I landed to his house.
I never knew that he would look more angelic than he looked from my window.
That is all my dear diary. I can't say more about that beautiful person who let me in even if he thought of me as a stranger at that time.
Oh diary, I couldn't think about anyone more than I think about him now. And if this continues, I don't think that I would ever be able to recover from this all new Ron-syndrome i have got.