Hear Me

I'm running, barefoot, in the dark of night.

It's freaking cold out here.

But I can't bear to stay home.

Where he'll find me.

I need to breathe.

Just be able to breathe for a little while.

I hear an engine of a car coming closer.

He always seems to know where I'll be.

I turn just in time to see Stephen pull his car over to the curb and turn it off.

I need to catch my breath.

He gets out of his car and rushes over to me, asking me what happened.

He should already know.

I tell him I can't talk to him.

I need to stay away from him.

He asks me why.

Because I can't.

I tell him that he needs to go away and leave me alone.

Because that would be the best solution.

For him and for me.