I began to hear the faint sounds of sirens and apparently Matthew did too. He stormed out of the room. I watched him run down the hallway with his first mate following right behind him. He still had my phone.
The police entered the room shortly after but I couldn't focus on anything. It's like my world was in slow motion. I couldn't see, I couldn't hear, I couldn't breathe.
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"Do you remember anything about last night... Ma'am, it's very important you talk to me. Do you know his name?"
I nodded slowly. I did know his name. I knew his name, where he lived, where to find him. Hell, I even knew his mothers name. I knew everything.
"If you tell us his name, we may be able to help."
"His name is Matthew, Matthew Guerra."
"Is this the first time he's done this to you?"
I shook my head, staring at my hands shaking in my lap. I could feel the eyes watching my from the other side of the one way mirror.
"Do you know where to find him?"
"The boxing ring on 3rd Street. He always goes there after he does something like this."
"May I ask a personal question?" I nodded my head slowly. "Is this man your husband, boyfriend. Anything like that?"
"He's my ex." Those words fell from my tongue but everything still felt surreal.
When they released me from the interrogation room, I found my best friend waiting for me. She slowly stood and embraced me in a hug and asked the usual questions: are you okay? Did he hurt you? It was the same as every time before.
I thought things would be different when he went to jail. I prayed he would find God or something and become a good person but I was so wrong. He was the same. Two years in jail and nothing has changed. The worst part was that I was the same. I still felt sorry for him. I was pathetic.
Angel offered to let me sleep at her place today and for that I was thankful. I had been up all night dealing with this shit and was more than excited when I thought of sleeping.
It had been a long night.
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Sorry for the short chapter. I'm trying to update often even though they will be short chapters. I'm aiming for 3 times a week.
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