Worst

1.1

      Regret and guilt filled within me. 'Why am I going back to him? He's just going to punish me. I can't believe I kicked him.' I throw up on the side of the road. The anxiety is too much. I can't ever go back to him.

      I fished out my phone, trembling in the fingers. I dialed the number that has yet to be made into a contact.

      After two rings, he finally picked up. "Hey Morgan. Is everything okay?"

      "I can't go back to him. Can I please stay with you? I'll pay you back I promise. I just need to get a job, and get away from him. I know you don't know me that well so If you don't want me to stay, that's okay. I'll find-" He cut me off from rambling.

      "Morgan, yes. You can stay with me. No you don't need to pay me back. It's okay. Where are you at? I'll come pick you up."

      I raddled off where I am at. I sit down on the sidewalk trying to calm down. It started to work until I was filled with anxiety once again. 'What if he comes and tries to find me. He is just two blocks down. What if he finds me right now?' I throw up again. I start crying, hugging my knees into my chest.

      What felt like eternity, Awsten finally pulls up next to me. He quickly gets out of the car to help me up. He smiles a soft pity smile once he starts noticing the throw up and how badly I was trembling. I'm cling onto him like he was my life line. I mean, in a sense he was. My boyfriend would have killed me, if not very close. It wouldn't be the first time though. I shrug the thoughts off trying not to cry again. I didn't even notice that he had started the car and was driving.

      I looked towards him noticing that his lips were moving. He looked at me like he was waiting for the answer. I couldn't hear anything over the ringing in my ears. I look forward and slump in the passenger seat. I was worried that I was coming off as rude, but I couldn't help it. He must have understood because he put his hand on my shoulder.

      The ride seemed to go on forever with all the thoughts running though my head. Somewhere during the ride, my hearing came back. We pull into a driveway. He turns off the car and runs over to my side. He opens the door and helps me out. He helps me up to the front door, and opens it after he unlocks it. Guiding me inside, he tells me something about living with two other guys and how they aren't here right now. I didn't caught their names though.

      "Do you want to get a shower? I can give you some clothes?"

      I shake my head yes. He tells me to wait here while he runs and get some clothes. I look around finally taking in my surroundings. The first thing I notice is the picture on the wall. It consists of Awsten with a guitar, another male that has another guitar, and one more male that is playing the drums. They are in what seems someones living-room. They look so happy.

      Awsten comes back with clothes. "They will be big on you. I'm sorry. I also brought you boxers. You don't have to wear them, but I didn't think you wanted to stay in the things you are wearing. Let me show you to the shower."

      I was close by him looking at the pictures on the wall. He turns into a room and turns on the light. He closes the toilet lid and puts the clean clothes onto it. Turning around to the closet, he grabs out a towel. "If you need anything, just holler. If you need anything that I don't have here, we can run to the store. Don't hesitate to ask."

      I strip from my clothes hesitating to look at my body. I didn't want to see the bruises that were there. When I slipped off my underwear, I noticed blood. 'Of course it would come right fucking now.' I turn on the water, making it hot. Not too hot for me to burn myself, but for the water to relax my body. I step into the shower wincing at how hot it actually was compared to my body. I slowly put more and more of my body under the water slowly getting used to it.