I walked into Selena's room, it was barely daytime. All I heard was screaming and yelling.
Eventually the screaming stopped, and all I saw was my fist colliding with another man's face. Ivan's face, to be specific.
I was on top of him. Selena was screaming and telling me to stop.
But I couldn't. He had a knife held to her throat when I walked into her room.
At this moment, I lost myself. Ivan was near being beat to death. I thought about life and all the good things. The time I first met Selena.
Flashback
"Hey, I'm Selena what's your name?"
"I'm Diego." I said to her shyly.
Her and I were only in kindergarten. I had just moved to California.
"You wanna be friends?" She asked with a smile.
"Sure." I smiled back, excitedly.
That's when I realized what I was doing wasn't right. I got up off of Ivan and sat against the bed in Selena's room. I put my head in my hands and started to cry.
Selena had already called the police. Which wasn't a good idea, but we had a good reason for self defense.
"I'm sorry.." I muttered to Selena with my head still in my hands.
She just sat in the corner of the room, terrified to move or say anything. I could her in-between her sobs her talking to herself.
I heard sirens coming towards the house, and I could already tell what was about to go down.
Selena and I went downstairs hand in hand. I opened the door and there was a police officer standing there.
He took both of our statements, Selena explained to the officers more of the situation since she was there longer than me.
"I walked into her room, and he was in there with her on the ground and he was assaulting her.." I explained to the officer.
"Thank you, for now we'll be pressing charges against him for assault in battery. Since it was all in self defense on your part, I don't see why you should get charges pressed against you. Have a good night." The officer says, patting me on the shoulder and getting into his car.
Ivan ended up having to be carried out onto a stretcher and going to emergency room.
I pulled Selena into a hug and kissed her on the forehead.
"I'm sorry he hurt you."
"I'm just glad he might be going away now, thank you for everything you do for me." She kissed me on the lips.
"Let's go inside, take showers, cuddle and watch Netflix." I say to her smiling a bit.
_________________________________________Authors note, my loves.
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