• I glanced at my hand, he was holding it. I tried to catch his glance. But he did not take notice. My eyes drooped i was tired. I pulled my hand away from his, he looked at me "what?" he said.
    I didn't respond i just went to my room feeling depressed. He stalked me to my room, like a bumblebee seeking honey. I knew what he was seeking, and he was not getting it. I looked back "what do you want?" i asked. He just gave me that 'lets make love' look. I looked down and sighed. He put his hand to my cheek "Please?" The day birds fly. Wait...

    I looked up and hesitated "Can we please not I'm beat!" i moaned like a preppy school girl asking her father for money. "I'm going to beat you if we don't" he whispered. With that i turned around, slammed the door in his face,he banged on the door crying. he must be really high....

    I looked in my dresser,pulled out some flip flops,jeans,black tee with white stripes. And my backpack i put all the food i had in the pantry in it. He watched me as i did so, He knew what i was doing. I was leaving the monster.