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فرد ― 𝖔𝖓𝖊

𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕝𝕪𝕟-𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕖°

9:47 pm, sunday night

" that's the last time you disrespect me " another hot force hit against my face " now go to the damn store " she said spitting on me and walking out my room

i lied on the floor shivering, why do i do this to myself.. all i ever wanted was my mother back i started crying to myself silently holding my face for a couple of minutes.

i wiped the spit off of me and tried to get myself although it took me a couple minutes to successfully get up off the floor i walked to my bathroom looking at the bruises on my face using makeup to cover my face , i threw on a hoodie and sweatpants putting my slides on and grabbed my wallet , walking down the steps silently .

" stupid bitch " i heard her mumble as i walked towards the door, tears started streaming down my face as I finally made it outside taking a deep breath and wiping my tears.

it took twenty-five minutes to get to the corner store, my feet were hurting from all the running around she has me doing and since she wont let me use her car im always on my feet , even going to school.

i walked into the corner store , keeping to myself and looking down only looking up when looking for the things she asked me to get .

i continued to cry silently , my vision getting blurry causing me to accidentally bump into someone, almost about to fall but they grabbed me in time so i wouldn't fall " i-i-i-i-i'm sorry i didn't mean to do that " i got out after stuttering so many times

" its cool , you ok? " a deep voice said , not letting go of me

i shook my head yes in response , pulling my arms away from them not looking up and walking away .

he pulled me back , causing me to get mad and look up at him " i said im fine " i glared at him

he looked at me for a while, like he was examining my face as i did the same with his a broken heart and a tattoo that said impath.. impath? what the fuck does that mean..

" sorry to sound rude and i get it if you dont wanna talk to me cause you dont know me, but its obvious your not its written all over your face that your not " he said , making me mug him

" you know nothing , mind your business " i pulled away from him,

" nau'jour , we ready head out " a voice called out to the stranger now known as 'nau'jour'

he nodded taking a deep breath, " if you ever need anything, give me your number "

" no " i blankly said

" im not asking , im telling you " he grabbed my hand and pulled out his phone already at the dialing .

"pull out your phone and call it too , so i know its you" he added, making me roll my eyes