Roxanne

“What do you mean?" I asked, trying to tug my hand out of his hold, but he had a bruising grasp on my wrist. I am sure it will leave a mark.

The evil look in his eyes was very evident. And my heart begged me to get out of here as soon as possible but my brain wanted me to give him a piece of mind, of his mental disorder. 

Everything is a mess here. I can't be here. I can't be with such a messed up person. What he did today I can never forget. 

Tears well up in my eyes when I remember what he did.

I can not guess what he might do with me. I have to leave as soon as possible and I also need to have a talk with my sis.