When i got home from the hospital, i told mike we had to talk. i am afraid to talk to him when he's angry, and afraid to ruin his good mood when he's happy. he told me he will never ever hit me, and that if i speak up, it will make him listen. At the hospital, they taught me to ALWAYS HAVE A BACK-UP PLAN. So, now that its 2AM and mike isn't home, its time to implement them.
go to sleep DRESSED, ready to run. So, my tennis shoes are tied, keys and medication in my hoodie pocket, cellphone fully charged and in my jeans pocket. Yes, jeans, turtleneck, socks, shoes, and hoodie. HOT AS HELL, but... no chances!
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