He looked me coldly in the eyes. I couldn't believe he was here, I hadn't seen him in years, and I never planned on seeing him again.
"What do you want?" I asked quietly.
"I haven't seen you in forever, I missed you. How have things been for you lately?" He said to me as a smirk grew on his lips.
"Why are you here? Nobody wants you here." I said still pissed, he smiled and slowly walked towards me. I took large steps backwards trying to keep the space between us.
Grabbing my wrist I struggled against him. "Somebody wants me," He said seductivly grabbing ahold of my face with his other hand.
"Let go of me!" I yelled trying to get out of his grip. He tightened his hand around my wrist and turned my face to look at him in the eyes. He had the coldest look on his face, I could see all the hatred easily.
A grim smile came to his face as he pushed me to the ground. When hitting the ground, I hit my head against the concrete. He walked over me and stepped on my wrist on the way out. I could see only his black shirt as he turned back towards me and said "This wont be the last time you see me, be looking around, I will be there."
I shivered, then a sudden shot of pain went through my wrist that he had stepped on. I slowly rolled over to my side to look at my wrist. I could see the bruises starting to form and slient tears began to leave my eyes.
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I walked into my room and grabbed my phone off of the end table, I looked through my contacts until I found Klaire's number. I hesitated to press send, and once I did I listened to the quiet rings and finally heard her perky voice.
"Hey Chica, what's happening?" She asked me.
"Klaire, do you mind coming over?" I said slowly "I really need to talk."
"What's the matter?" She asked me noticing the urgency in my voice.
"I'll tell you once you get here," I said become more and more quiet. I hung up the phone after she said ok and that she was on her way.
I decided to get myself ready before she came over, so I went around my empty house and into my bathroom. the walls were colored a light blue with light green polka dots. I walked over to the double sink and started the ice cold water.
Splashing it on my face, I looked into the mirror. My reflection showed me, my long dark brown hair came down in large ringlets. My bright blue eyes looked back at me as I viewed the rest of me.
I could see my black eye liner streaming down my face from the water. I grabbed a light pink towel and wiped the eye liner off my cheeks and looked back up. My cheeks were now red and I looked as if I had been crying.
I heard the door open and running steps coming up the stairs, "Hey where are you?" Her small voice was right outside the bathroom door.
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