“Please stop!” tu sob as another kick is delivered to your stomach causing tu to gag.

“Shut up tu little bitch.” A soc mutters as he slaps tu across the face.

“I didn’t do anything!” tu choke on your tears.

The only response is a another slap.

Pain rockets through your body.

His hands reach straight for your throat, squeezing the life out of you, slowly.

And then his hands are suddenly off your neck.

tu gasp for air, taking in huge gulps.

tu feel a strong hand on your back. tu automatically want to flinch, thinking its another soc, but tu know who’s touch it is.

“Darry,” tu gasp.

“Baby, are tu hurt?” He says, looking tu over.

“A couple bruises.” tu shrug.

“A couple?” He almost laughs. “You look pretty bad.”

“Is… Is it alright?” Suddenly concerned for your safety.

“It’s fine. I knocked him out. He won’t bother tu again. I swear.” He says, putting his hand on your cheek, and wiping away your tear with his thumb.

“You promise?”

“Baby, I swore to tu It’d never happen again.”

“Thanks for saving me.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” He smiles at you.