Flick of a switch

Chapter 19

I woke up and looked towards the window and it was dark? I checked my phone and it was 2:03am. I sat up and scrolled through my phone and the next thing I checked the time it said 3:27am. I spent about half an hour laid looking at the patterned, red ceiling and sat up on my bed. I couldn't sleep to save my life so I decided to go on a walk. I chucked on some black joggers and a jacket with my shirt and proceeded to walk down the staircase, grabbing my boots and walking out.

I locked the door and started to roam around the streets of the neighbourhood, walking past the lit up, 24hr shops, restaurants and bars. I stopped outside a bar to get a leaflet and I got pushed up against the wall next to the door. I tried to push his arm away from my neck as it was causing me to struggle to breathe, but he was too strong.
"Let go of me you asshole." I whimpered and he smirked. God how I wanted to punch that smirk off that ugly face of his.

He finally let my legs loose so I took the chance to kick him in the balls. He fell backwards and his hand was released my neck. "You are a fucking phsyco! I couldn't breathe properly!" I screamed. Little did I know was he was slowly getting up. When I looked at him he was fully stood up and looking at me with anger in his dark eyes.
"Shit." I whispered started to run with the guy handing leaflets out right after me.

The only thing I could think of when I ran the corner was to jump in a massive trash can. So that's what I did. I grabbed the edge of the bin and jumped with all my strength. I sat with my back to the side of the bin, eyes closed as I tried to catch my breath. I heard the footsteps fade away after hearing him curse under his breath. I opened my eyes and looked to the other side of the trash and my heart jumped.
"AHH my god why the fuck are you in this bin Mickey?!"
"Someone chucked my fucking pocket pistol in here and I'm trying to find it. Why the fuck are you in here?!" He hollered back to me and it got a bit loud. I started to speak in a normal pitch and sighed shaking my head.
"I had to run away from someone that tried to strangle me."

"You alright?" He asked, hate in his voice, probable jealousy from the while Ian thing so I decided to question him on it.
"Yeah I am. You say that with jealousy in your voice, you still not over Ian?"
"Fuck you little bitch."
"So your not then? Don't deny it."
"You know what? Maybe I do fucking like him you know! And you know what I WAS HAPPY FOR YOU UNTIL YOU GOT PREGNANT YOU FUCKING WHORE!"
I laughed, anger building inside.

I got the gun that he lost and shouted "Well I'm not fucking pregnant anymore! You see this gun? Have fun finding it now!" I screamed and chucked it in the bin next to the one I was in and climbed out. I walked to an inn that I found and paid them with $12. That would handle one night. I walked to the small room and went to sleep in my underwear, saving the clothes for tommorow. I fell asleep a while after laying down and setting the alarm on my phone to 10am because I had to be out by 11am.