3rd Person Pov-Addison
Addison was sleeping when the crash of the door opening and slamming shut up the stairs startled her awake. She let out a soft squeak of surprise as she heard the sounds of breaking glass. The man was angry. She could hear him screaming at the woman, but she couldn’t hear what he was saying. Her little heart was pounding in her chest as she slowly stood, gathering all of her belongings into her backpack and closing it. Slowly she went into the bathroom, locked the door, and curled up in a ball beside the toilet, her small body shaking in fear. She hadn’t seen the man in a few days now. Her only company was the woman who she discovered didn’t speak English. Addison had caught her a few times muttering something in what sounded like French to her. It was the only indi
