Give me your keys and get out! I scream at him. You hurt me for the last time, I am over the lies and the cheating. Just get out! My now ex boyfriend grabs his things, throws his keys at me and goes to walk out the door, you will regret this he says and slams the door.
I lock the door behind him and crumble on the floor. I can't believe Oliver did that again. (Few days have passed) I went to work as usual. Even though it had felt like my soul had been ripped from my body. I was so depressed.
When I got home on the third day after all this happened, I decided to order myself dinner. Maybe that will cheer me up, I thought to myself. While waiting for my food, there was a loud banging on my door. Next I heard drunken yelling. Scarlett! Scarlett! I'm coming in!
As Oliver burst through my front door. He charged at me and slammed me to the ground and wrapped his hands around my throat. You are mine and will always be mine. If I can't have you, no one will. Thankfully the delivery had just shown up. The delivery driver rushed in and pushed the drunk Oliver off and restrained him.