Chapter 1

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Here I am at work in the restaurant I work named Jingle's. I am Angie a normal worker at a common restaurant. I have a very difficult life. I have a boyfriend called Victor he is cute but he hits me and then he leaves bruises all over me and hurts me all the days. I think he doesn't like me anymore. He just says that it is a punish that all couples do.

I have breast cancer but I don't want anyone to know. I just think that it will be worse for them to know than just seeing me die. I am going to therapy but I just don't have the money to afford it. Anyways I just have one table left to do to go home. Some men came into the restaurant and I decided to attend them as it would be my last table of the day.

"Hi, in what may help you?" I asked politely

"Hi, I want a beer" one of the men asked, the most handsome

"Me too" the other one said

"One more here" said the other one

"Ok, I'll be back" I said

German's POV

Me and my work helpers decided to go to eat. We are going to a place that seems good it is called Jingle's. I heard that one of my old business partners' girlfriend works here.

Anyways one of the waiters came to us. She was super pretty. It was amazing. She had green eyes. She seemed really nice. She picked our orders and then left.

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Now we're about to leave the restaurant. First I decided to go to the bathroom. There I saw our waiter picking up to leave. She had an amazing body but, then I saw bruises? She had her arms covered in bruises and one of her fingers had a serious cut. I didn't noticed this.

I was going to go to her but she rapidly left. I need to see her again. I'll ask for her phone number.

Angie's POV

Well, I guess I am going home now. I hate having to go home.

When I got home I just opened the door and sat down on the couch as I thought I was home alone.

I was wrong...

"HOW DARE YOU NOT TO TELL ME THAT YOU GET HOME?? Huh!" screamed Victor my boyfriend

"I'm sorry I thought you were asleep" I said

He slapped me and every time   I tried to talk he slapped be and hit me harder. He kept on hitting me...

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