Becca's POV ROSES ARE RED, BLOOD IS REDDERSHE DIDN'T KNOW IT, BUT HE GOT BETTER. For the doctors, it was relief I didn't die. For my mom, she kept on sobbing. For me, it was a disaster. How could I come back to everything?I had been deemed unstable, so the police had been shooed out of my room. Leaving me alone with my thoughts, memories and pain. He came back sweating, covered in blood. I knew he had done something bad, something wrong. I tried to believe that it was ketchup but I knew better. He grabbed my arm roughly and half dragged, half carried through the door. I didn't have it in me to scream. I was too tired and I suspected I had a fever. He dragged me through a series of left s and rights I immediately forgot when I saw them. My hopes sank and I knew I coul
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