Sabrina's POV
Nate sat across from me, his face showed nothing but anger and worry.
"Will you tell me what happened?" He said. I could tell he was aching to know
I curled myself into a ball on the couch, tears were still falling every once and a while.
"um..he, his name is peter, we were together in California. he was abusive, obviously." I say in a quiet voice the point at the bruises on my arm.
Nate took another look at the bruises, honestly I didn't think a person could get this angry.
He looked at the back door and shook his head.
"I shouldn't have let him go.." he said in a mad tone, he stood up and reached for my hand.
"You aren't staying here, let's go." He said, how could somebody be so mad, but also calm and collected.
I took his hand and he led me to his car, opening the passenger seat for me.
A/N: this one was short but yea