Runaway Mate

on a farm; it sure smells like one. The further I crawl, the more I begin to feel my body. I take a chance at standing, and I succeed! Yes! I begin to walk at a fast

ssed me, but I made a vow to myself to n

as quickly as possible of what had happened to me today. They tell me that they will call an ambulance to come to get me and take me to the hospital. However, they seem surprised when I refused. "Please, let me come with you. I won't

ook on his face as he gets arrested. The cop who is driving turns on his sirens and lights, but I ask him to tu

cops get out and the one opens the door for me. I take his hand and he helps me out of the vehicle. I had given a d

k inside and I am quick to spot him. He's sitting on the exact barstool that he had been on earlier when I was here. I feel bad for the girl he

rtender addressed us. "Good evening, officer. How can I help you?" The bartender asked, causing Chad and the woman beside hi

argue and excused himself from the woman. "Consider this a blessing. Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted to leave t

The cop asks, pointing to me. This idiot has the nerve to say that I'm a jealous ex-girlfriend. "YOU LIAR!" I shout out loud. "We need you to come t

at this fake charm he's putting on. "I'll take a cab and head to the station myself," I inf

questioning. The person speaking with me asked me to tell him what exactly happened i

away," I ask as I begin to cry from rete

ow it's your word against his." I feel as though I am about to pass out. "ARE YOU SERIOUS!?

-hour hold for now. We won't let him anywhere near you. I promise. You need to go to the hospit

ck to the lobby of the station,

anted to check out the large lump on my head from where I was hit with the baseball bat. After a few hours, I woke u

e asks me, seeming concerned. I shake m

l embarrassed. "Don't feel sor