the flashback

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He walks over to me and picks me up by my throat slamming my against the wall again.

The alcohol on his breath making me queasy.

"You made me kill Lauren!"

He grabs me by my hair and pulls me towards the bedroom.

I know what he's going to do.

Tears haven't fallen yet and I'm not breaking in front of him.

He pushes me onto the bed and I take this as my chance.

I kick him in the face and he falls backwards.

He grabs me and forces me on the bed.

He starts forcing himself in me.

"You vulnerable bitch!"

He laughs grabbing my tits.

I struggle and try to get free but he has my hands pinned down and I can't move.

When he's finished and wasn't looking I made a run out of the bedroom door, I hear clattering behind me.

He catches up to me somehow, pulls my hair and slaps me across the face.

I feel someone rubbing my shoulder frantically

I screamed and i open my eyes to OA looking at me worried.

"Hey"

I feel my hand being held, I look over and see a nurse.

"O.." I try and say.

"I saw him OA"

"An.. and the flashbacks started"

"He was just standing there"

"Out in the open air."

I shook my head before  fading into darkness again.

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