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When I woke up in the morning, it was about 10 am, Adam wasn't next to me, he was gone. I stood up, searching for him. He was probably in the bathroom or in the kitchen making breakfast. I saw the bathroom was empty but I had to go through the living room to get to the kitchen. There Ric was already awake and stood there in front of the couch looking at me with a smile I didn't trust.

"Where is Adam?", I asked and Ric slowly came closer without answering. I tried to avoid him and took a step back but he was faster and punshed me into the arm. What is wrong with that guy?! I held my hurting arm and looked confused at Ric. He seamed turned on because of that and came even closer to try and kiss me. At least that was what I thought. I tried hitting him in the face but missed and he pushed me against the wall. Then he attacked me again and I screamed. Suddenly Adam was standing next to me and I said:"Ric hurted me!" Adam looked angry at Ric but then looked strangely at me and I knew I had to get out of here.

I ran to take my backpack, shoes and my jacket, was out of the door, ran down the stairs, on the street till the next block and around the corner. I was out of breath  and looked if they followed me but they luckily didn't. My heart beated so fast, I was holding my knees with my hands and tried to calm down. I still felt my arm hurt and Ric's breath in my face when he tried to kiss me. I still felt the wall in my back when he pushed me against it. That was creepy. I closed my eyes and assured myself that I was safe. It was over. They were gone.

Hopefully i will never see Ric again. I leaded against the wall of the corner on the street and took another deep breath. Then I checked the inside of my backpack. All my clothes were there, my money,... Where is my phone? There. I took it and opened my messages. There was one from Roxy, another one from Martin, one from that mysterious person I almost forgot and one from David. I will read them all later.

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