Kisses of Her Scars

Tessy pov “Come here," he roared. I froze, my heart was pounding. “You think you can leave me, huh?” His voice was thick, the smell of alcohol filled the room. I could barely breathe.  Edward stood in front of me, his face was red, and his eyes were wild. He stumbled a bit, he then moved closer to me. My heart shivered with every step. “I gave you everything, you're nothing without me,” he spat, this time tears filled my eyes. I tried to back away, but there was nowhere else to go. The wall felt pressed into my spine. “Please I'm sorry, please I won't I'm sorry," I pleaded, but I know he didn't care. He grabbed my hands, slapping my face “You filthy piece of s**t, just like your mother, you're a worthless w***e,I hate you," he slapped me again. This time, I could taste blood in my mouth. I was used to the word hate but every time I heard that word from him my heart sank deeper. I wanted to run but my legs couldn't even move. I was too scared to say anything. Suddenly I heard a loud shattering sound. He broke the glass of alcohol beside me. I woke up with a loud gasp, my heart was pounding, I could feel my body feeling tensed and sweat dripping down my forehead, I sat up, “Another Nightmare”, I thought The same one again, “You're safe," I said to comfort myself. I could still hear Edward's voice echoing in my head, . I tried to remind myself I was safe and he wasn't here with me. My T-shirt clung to my skin with sweat,and my hands were trembling. I pulled the blanket off my legs. “ It's been six months since I left home, but somehow it still feels like it was yesterday,” I thought. I got out of bed to my mirror and looked at my face. My eyes looked tired and my hair was messy . I couldn't recognise the girl in the mirror sometimes. My eyes darted to the clock on the wall. “9:30 AM” “Crap” I was late. I stumbled away from the mirror and quickly rushed to the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face,I didn't do much. My reflection looked pale and tired, my eyes were puffy. Immediately I was done I grabbed the first hoodie I saw, not even checking if it matches the jeans I had put on. Luckily,I had arranged my books and documents on my desk the night before. I quickly shoved my books into my bag while tying my shoe lace with the other hand. I grabbed my phone and car keys and headed out of the house. First day of uni,and I was already a mess. I didn’t even wait for the car to fully stop before jumping out. My heart was still racing from the dream I had earlier, and now I was late. I slammed the door shut, As I moved towards the main hall, I tried to move faster without looking frantic. I didn’t see the figure moving in opposite directions, Wham, I felt myself hitting a very hard chest,my books and files flew into the air. I let out a small gasp as I moved backwards. I immediately bent over, scrambling to gather my scattered notes. My cheeks were burning, “I'm so sorry," I mumbled, to embarrassed to even look up, “It's okay, let me help”, came a deep and calm voice. Before I could protest, the stranger was collecting my books with careful hands, he finally handed the pile to me. I looked up and froze, He was tall, muscular and toned, his skin was smooth and brown. But what struck me the most was his eyes,they were calm in a comforting way, I blinked, snapping out of whatever that was, “Thanks, I'm sorry again,I wasn't looking” I said “No harm was done”, he said softly. “Okay, well bye”, I added, “ My name is Brian,” he tried to introduce himself, but I quickly nodded. As I walked away,I could still feel his eyes on me. I didn't look back, I glanced at my wristwatch. Luckily, I still had time. I couldn't afford distractions, atleast not today, I said, As a newly admitted student, registration was everything. Without it I wasn't officially a student, and I couldn't risk being disqualified, especially after the risk I took, taking the scholarship and leaving home. The queue wasn't long, thankfully. I joined it and took a deep breath. It finally came to my turn. I handed over my documents with shaky hands. The lady at the table scanned them quickly. “You're Tessy Blair, right?” she asked, typing something on her computer. “Yes ma'am,” I replied. “Once again, congratulations on your scholarship, your student status has been confirmed.” “Go over to the next desk for your student ID and schedule. “ I nodded, trying to hide the sudden rush of relief I felt. “You're safe now, away from him” I told myself. Or atleast, I hope I was