“Please stop!” bạn sob as another kick is delivered to your stomach causing bạn to gag.

“Shut up bạn little bitch.” A soc mutters as he slaps bạn across the face.

“I didn’t do anything!” bạn choke on your tears.

The only response is a another slap.

Pain rockets through your body.

His hands reach straight for your throat, squeezing the life out of you, slowly.

And then his hands are suddenly off your neck.

bạn gasp for air, taking in huge gulps.

bạn feel a strong hand on your back. bạn automatically want to flinch, thinking its another soc, but bạn know who’s touch it is.

“Darry,” bạn gasp.

“Baby, are bạn hurt?” He says, looking bạn over.

“A couple bruises.” bạn shrug.

“A couple?” He almost laughs. “You look pretty bad.”

“Is… Is it alright?” Suddenly concerned for your safety.

“It’s fine. I knocked him out. He won’t bother bạn again. I swear.” He says, putting his hand on your cheek, and wiping away your tear with his thumb.

“You promise?”

“Baby, I swore to bạn It’d never happen again.”

“Thanks for saving me.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” He smiles at you.