"Come here, baby", he breathed, opening his arms, letting them wait for me to snuggle into them.
His breath smelled like alcohol, and I didn't wanted him to touch me like this if he was drunk, he scared me like this.
"I- I don't wanna", I finally stuttered out, while averting my gaze to look at anything but him.
His voice and eyes, probably, became cold then, "you've gotta", he ordered.
"N-no...", I answered, and this is the last thing I can remember of the day that finally changed my life. I think this has been the best and the worst day of my life, considering the events before and after this part of my life I desperately wanted to forget about.
After this happened, I found myself waking up with no further memory of what happened after our little argument. I happened to be located on a sidewalk.
As I finally regained a little strength, I got my tired and hurting muscles to get me on my feet again.
When I eventually stood on my shaky legs, I took in my surroundings. It seemed as if I still was in Belleville, it just must have been a part of the familiar city I didn't quite seem to recognize.
The street was lifeless, no wandering soul could have been found. The wind was blowing coldly around me, and it was just then that I noticed how little I was wearing.
I wasn't naked, no. I didn't seemed as if someone took advantage of my passed out, abandoned vessel, and I was grateful for that. Never the less, I found myself starting to shake and shiver even more, because of the fresh breeze that was embracing my body.
I wore a t-shirt, I think it was the same I wore at what I think was the morning of this day, too, and some ripped sweatpants. I luckily wore shoes, but nothing else, and it was November, so it was freezing, but I'd have to deal with that.
I didn't know what I should do in this situation. I had nowhere to go, and no one who could care for me. Also, I could bet that I looked pretty beat up, literally.
The only option that remained for me, was to stay on the streets for a few days, try to get my stuff and credit card and start a new life, or, maybe, just go back to him, but I didn't wanted that, not anymore.
But before I could think of that more, I fainted again, but, while still being beyond awake and asleep, I fell, and just as I thought my head would hit the pavement, someone appeared to have caught me.