I wake up in his bed. I check the time and it's 12:26pm. I try to remember what happened, but I can't. I struggle to get up and feel really sore. "No," I think to myself. He did it again. Faint memories pop in my head. I find my phone to call Haz. Isaac walks in, "What are you doing?" I jump. "Calling Haz," I respond. "No. I don't want you talking to him." "Why?" "Because he's your ex." "Isaac-" "You really want to do this right now?" he says, stepping closer. "No. Okay. I won't talk to him," I say, backing up. "Okay. And if you do, you're going to get it. If you know what I mean," he says with a smirk. I look at him, then look at the floor. "Alright, I guess you can go," he says, pulling his phone out of his pocket. I put my shoes on, grab my stuff and leave. I'm so scared. I don't know what to do. I go back to my apartment and frantically walk around, thinking of what I should do. Finally, I decide to text Haz.
Me: Can you meet me at the park at sunset?
Haz: Sure
Me: Ok thanks
Haz: You're welcome?
I delete the messages. I just wait around my apartment, freaking out every five minutes. I try to distract myself, but I can't.
