As he begins to walk towards me.
I quickly start running and drop my food . I head to the nearest store which is huna-lu and rush into the restroom .
As I close the door I turn and look at around the room .
Trash and disgusting is all I see in the mirror as I look at my reflection. I begin to touch my face and touch my scar beneath my chin.
I begin to cry remembering the cause of this awful scar .
How dreadful it was to try and fight for my innocents not to be taken away from him . The thoughts of me scratching and kicking him began to cloud up . And the way he hit me multiple times in the face with his beer opener . And how when I saw blood on my hands I gave up trying to fight . That bast-
My thoughts and memories are interrupted by a knock at the door.
I begin to panic.
"Honey are you okay ? Do you need help?" The soft voice of what seems to be an ancient lady ask me .
I calm down and wipe my tears away.
I open the door and tell her I'm fine and if I could borrow a phone .
She kindly leads me to the back and hands me her phone .
As soon as I'm done with my phone call I thank her for her kindness . I'm also very thankful she doesn't ask any questions for which why I'm crying.
