"Alyssa don't go home." "It'll be fine. I'll be fine." I drag myself up off Andrew's couch, heading to grab my things and go home. Carly follows me, trying to talk me out of it. "Why do you want to go there? Go to him?! He's drunk! He'll only hurt you again!" "He promised he wouldn't do it again. That it only happened that one time. I want to believe him." "What about the bruises huh? That seems like a lot more than just one time." That stops me. I turn around, looking guilty. "Okay maybe there's been a few more times...but I love him. I believe he'll change." "You love him?" Andrew asks, walking up behind Carly. "I love him..black and blue.."