CHAPTER EIGHT: ELICIA

Today he was not treating any wounds, now that I think about it he had no scars when I saw him at the grocery store.

His stepdad is no longer beating him up l guess or he is just on break from the beating or maybe the money he is sending is not short.

As I am deep in thought l never noticed him looking in my direction.

After winning my own battle in my mind I am brought back to reality to look at where he was sitting but my breath is caught in my mouth when I see him staring at me.

I lose my balance and fall outside the window, lucky me the distance from my room to the ground is fair.

I just scratch my knees and elbows but I do not even feel it because of the embarrassment I felt.

I do not dare to go back to my room to check if he was still there instead I start watching TV eating my fudge cake and ice-cream.

Embarrassment eating, if that's a thing.

As I am eating I am interrupted by a knock on the door.

I freeze afraid it was Treadway behind the door but to my disappointment it w