ends think
t of me, tall and muscular. His jet-black hair was gelled up and
ut your friends," I shot back as I
en a bedroom door. He put his hands on my back
spun around toward him. I flinched as he slammed the doo
roared as he advanced towar
. My stomach churned as I frantically searched for a way out of
he continued his angry rant as he grabbed my arm and yanke
d to the floor from the hit. It felt like a damn brick had just made con
h his booted foot, sending me flying into the air and crashing onto my back.
to breathe or even cry. I pinched my eyes closed as I prayed his vicious attack was ove
or. He ripped it open as he yelled one last time at me. "Take a nap
my rigid, tight body instantly began
okay as I could
my bed for much needed sleep. My drug-addicted boyfriend was obviously too consumed with the buffet of drugs in front of him to be bothered by taking hi
nd over again. I gingerly moved my jaw, making sure it wasn't broken. My finge
t down. I dropped my head into my hands as tears drai
my swollen eyes. My throat was scratchy and felt swollen. My breaths wheezed in as
d back into me with the shooting pain in my side and the dull throb of my ch
to torch the room as I shuffled over to the door. I wiped the sweat from my brow
m hot? Why was the door handle burning? I took a deep breath through my nose
in tried the doorknob. The heat seared through my shirt, but I ignored the pain as
shed over to the window. I unlocked it and pulled
No
die at only eighteen in a freaking drug house! I didn't
with. I grabbed a lamp and rushed back to the window. I swung it at
e body. I swung around and my heart dropped to my feet
tter panic, I banged my fists on the win
icked at the window, but it refused to break bene
d education kicked in and I dropped to the f
Just my luck. I shoved it back into my pocket as the smoke began to surround me w
Help was here! But would they even know I was in here? Would Ace alert them? Was he even still around? W
yfriend, and I allowed him to treat me
the window with all the force of a crazy p
d though I doubted they
blacken around the edges as my head began to get foggy and lightheaded. I forced my eyes to focus on the lights
lawing as the strength be
ced out, my voice onl
!" a voic
ke a drunken sailor and tripped over my own feet and fe
hing suddenly smashed into the window. Glass shat
ale voice asked wit
s looked loopily toward the fireman
id through his mask i
he oxygen it desperately needed that my brain sent
n like that was. He stepped toward me and bent down, scooping
a loaf of bread and met his eyes. They were the most gorgeous color of green I ha
on the sides of my vison began to close in around me which caused my heartrate and breathing to spike. I gasped for b
whined out in nothing more than a whisper as I bounced with his steps. I took one
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