“I’m gonna go stay with my mom,” I said, hating that my voice was trembling, but I was frightened. I could smell his cologne as he neared me, and the mere thought of one of his hits caused my eyes to mist. “No the fuck you not.” He yanked the shirt from my hands, making me jump slightly. “You must wanna die tonight if you think you leaving.” “You can go ahead and try, but I’m done fucking with you.” I sniffled some.
