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"Some Day You Will Look Back and Know Exactly Why it Had to Happen."

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Taylor🧚🏾

I can't stay here. I know it won't be long before my uncle finds me. Andrea saved me and I know there is no way I could repay her.

I have no idea if I could look at Alexis the way I now looked at Andrea. I have so many feelings piled up for the both of them. I just need some space.

I need to put my mind at ease. I got from underneath the covers. Opening the door I remembered, that I was staying at Andrea's house.

She begged me to stay and avoid conflict at home. She said she'll take care of my uncle. But I don't want any problems. Exiting the room, I went down the hallway. I walked into the bathroom.

I haven't saw myself in a long time. Bags were appearing under my eyes. I leaned closer to the mirror showing my now yellow teeth.

I took my hair out of its ponytail and felt the air breeze through it. It stunk of trash, dust, and bench. I stripped out of my clothes and looked at the bruises on my body.

Thank God for another day. If Andrea hadn't helped me I would have been at that park all night. It was way to cold for that, but I had to leave that house. I wiped the tears from my eyes.

I hopped into the shower. When I was finished I came out and did my hygiene stuff.

Then suddenly there was a knock on the door. I said that they could enter. Andrea came in, and took in every bruise on my body.

I felt like crying as her eyes roamed my body. She saw every imperfection, and abuse inflicted upon me. But it was also mental. I was suffering on the inside as well.

"Andrea can I ask you something?"

She seemed like she wanted to cry. Her eyes were glossy, and still stuck on my waist. Where I had the most bruising.

"Yea sure"

"Would I be staying here?"

"Yes until you get back on your feet. I also need to keep you away from that man. I have to protect you."

I hung my head low. Staring at the tile floor. Then an idea popped into my head. If I was staying I might as well get my things. I need to get comfortable trusting people again.