Safe Haven Pt. 2

You're a fool, boy. You'll never deserve him. Being a whore was too good for you. You should have stayed in your box where you belong.

The voice was sudden and crippling and suddenly I felt her hands around my throat.

Mykel must have noticed the change in the air because when he looked at me his whole face changed.

He slowly leaned forward and stamped the blunt out before sitting back just as carefully.

"Mattie?" He reached but pulled away when I tried to scamper backward and away from him, a whimper escaping me.

All I saw was her face swimming before my eyes, her malicious smile spreading like cancer across her distorted face.

"No. No, please."

Suddenly I wasn't sitting on Liz's couch, but I was a little boy, scared and cold and hungry and terrified. She opened the closet, and glaring down at me, and pulled me out.

She gripped my hair tightly against my scalp, holding me still with her other hand around my throat. The pressure was light but enough to keep me still.