"My guardian angel"

"In the park" part 2.

Elise's P.O.V
(Before going to the park)

"PLEASE STOP! DEREK PLEASE"

*BANG....BANG....BANG*

"SHUT YOUR WORTHLESS MOUTH ALREADY!!"

*PUNCH*

(Elise and Derek's history)
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My Ex-boyfriend Derek is highly abusive. We broke up about 5 months ago. I found out that he was cheating on me and plus he was abusive and I didn't want to commit to an abusive relationship. I planned on leaving him for a while anyways...Derek and I never really had anything in common and I never felt happy with him. We've been together for almost A year. It was a year of complete hell. He would always come home late at night and I could smell the booze on his breathe. He would get hostile and very physical when he was angry. He always took his angry out on me. Derek has also broken many treasures of mine and he never apologized. Every time when I would try to start a conversation with him he never really listen to a word I would say. When we broke up I moved out of his apartment and moved back to my own house. He keeps texting me saying that he's sorry and he misses me but I never reply. When he tried to call me I would let it go straight to voicemail. Derek's only interest we're drinking honestly. Derek was on my porch but thank god my door was locked. Sadly he had broken down my door and now we are in a screaming match.

"YOU—..YOU JUST PUNCHED ME!! YOU BASTARD"

{ Derek then picks me up by my throat and slams me against the wall. He is choking me so hard that I can barley breathe }

"LET ME SPEAK!! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO OPEN YOUR F***ING MOUTH!"

I cant do anything but try to grasp for air right now. My whole body feels numb.  I start to feel my eyes start to water up. Derek then let's go of my throat as I fall to the floor. My throat is killing me. I think he might've left a bruise on me. Derek then walks out of the room. I try to stand up but I feel light headed. As I look around the room I remembered that I have a metal baseball bat in my closet. I always keep a baseball bat in my closet Incase something bad happens. As I tip toe to my closet I make sure not to make any noise. As I quietly open my closet I close the door and grab my bat. Five minutes later Derek comes back in my room. Oh god. He has a knife. He's prancing around the room. My heart is racing.

"C'MON BABY I JUST WANT TO TALK. I KNOW YOU MISS ME I AM A CHANGED MAN. I CHANGED JUST FOR YOU!"

Those words make me want to hit him even more. I clench my hands tight as I wrap them around the baseball bat. He hasn't changed at all! Not a single bit!  I couldn't take it no more. I lashed out of the closet screaming as I was swinging my bat targeting at Derek.

"YOU LYING A**HOLE! YOU HAVEN'T CHANGED AT ALL!! ALL YOU DO IS LIE! LIE! LIE!"

Derek is now laying on the floor unconscious. Some part of me wants to help him but at the same time why should I help him when he has done nothing but hurt me my whole life? A few moments later Derek starts regaining some consciousness back. I clench my bat Incase he tries to get up and attack me again. He then slowly gets up from the floor and looks at me.

"Next time.... just wait."

He stumbles out of my bedroom and finally he leaves. I look out my window to see Derek running away. Those words linger in my head. I take one look around my room. Everything is distraught and broken. I mosey over to the bathroom and look in the mirror to see if Derek had left any marks on me. He left a pretty good one on my neck... I'm probably going to have to cover that up with makeup and a scarf till the bruise goes down. He left some other bruises my arms. Looking at the bruises he left makes me want to break down. I couldn't stay in my house any longer I needed some fresh air to get everything off of my mind. I wash my face and take my makeup off. I have freckles but I cover them up because I don't think they suit me very well. I am very insecure about the way I look. I took my hair out of my bun and let it fall down. My hair is long and curly and a pain in my- butt. I then decide to but on my long black trench coat and put on some plain black boots. I was just going out to get some fresh air I don't really need to dress up. I'm honestly a total mess right now. Before I headed out I did a double take in the mirror. "Crap. I need a scarf." I say to myself as I look in the mirror noticing the bruise on my neck. I grab a scarf and wrap it around my neck to hide the bruise. As I was finally heading out the door I could feel the cold air rushing against my face. It felt calming. I noticed how lovely it was outside, so I decided to take a little adventure and walk around the town for a little while as I clear my mind. When I was walking I admired all the towns beauty. The lights, the cold bitter weather, the stars and especially the moon. It was a full moon and really bright. Walking around the town helped me calm down but I decided to go to one of my favorite places. The park. I know it sounds childish but he park holds so many memories. When me and my dad moved from England to California he would always take me to the park. The park always reminds me of my father. As I made my way to the park I was already thinking about my father. The park was so quiet at night time. When I was moseying in the park I had to stop. My eyes started to fill with tears again and all the bad memories started coming back. I was having an anxiety attack. I covered my hands over my mouth so no one could hear me cry. This was just what I needed. An anxiety attack. Minutes later I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Excuse me miss? Are you alright?" They asked in a gentle tone. As I turned around I quickly wiped my tears away. This man looked like an absolute angel from heaven. His big brown eyes. His midnight black curly hair was adorable. Everything about him was just. Perfect. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was absolutely breathtaking. I know I just met him and he's just a stranger to me but I feel like seeing him was a true blessing.

(Hello everyone sorry this chapter was a little late I had a little writers block. AGHH!!!!)