Help.

"Why me? Huh?"

"What could I possibly have for you? I'm a nobody, Roger. Nobody." I shout at him.

"You were everything that I needed in my life, My sweet Angel." He starts stepping forward slowly covering the distance between us.

Well, You better back off or else...

Or else what? You're gonna call the police? Or you're going to run away just like the last time you did.

He steps forward instantly, grabbing my arm so hard I could almost feel each one of my nerves getting pressed.

"Do you really think you would fly your way to California like that?" What? Was I not good enough for you?

"You were a creepy bastard that's what you were!"

I knee him in the groin and I run back towards the door. I hold the door handle, trying to open them, but they are locked from the inside.

I scream for someone to help me, continuously looking back if he recovered from the knee-kicking pain.

I try to go the other way but he instantly catches up to me, Roger pushes me onto the wall, grabs my neck, choking me