"Would you like any cream or sugar in your coffee ma'am?" I shock my head no. "Just black please." I took my coffee and walked out of the Tim Horton s. I stared at the cars passing by. I still couldn't get the images of this morning out of my head. I could still hear his scream from when I kicked him. I felt so bad but I didn't see any other way. If I had of just left he would have chased me and probably caught me. I wanted to report it but I also never wanted to see his face again.
I didn't know whether or not I should go back to my apartment or not. I didn't want to sleep on the streets again, I was far to scared now. I let out a long sigh and started walking towards my building. I'd rather have to face Mr. Robson then stay out here. Maybe if I told him my story and promised I'd never do another audition again he'd give me a second chance.