I was so preoccupied with Mia that I paid no mind to Jen. Fortunately, though, I could still thank her awkwardly before she left.
Mia's legs had gone weak, so I supported her as we made our way toward the community. A security guard strolled out of the guard booth and noticed us when we reached the gate.
He seemed to recognize Mia and moved closer to confirm her identity before asking, "What's wrong? Do you need help?"
Mia was completely out of it at this point and just shook her head blankly. The security guard then turned to me. The sight of my bruised and battered face seemed to alarm him as he immediately pulled out his baton and pointed it at me.
"Are you a resident here?" he interrogated.
"You think I've got enough time for bullshit? f**k off if you don't want to get your ass b
