Live For Me

Angela could still clearly remember how it all went down last night. She could still feel the pain at the side of her head when they hit her, the weight of the assailant crushing her from above as he tried to subdue her and hit her with his heavy hand, the harsh reality that no one could save her at that moment if she didn't try to save herself, the difficulty of staying sane while struggling so that she could escape from his clutches; hear wince of pain from when his nose broke and the sound of gurgling when she slammed his windpipe, and the silence when he stopped breathing.