Oh my god! Why won't people leave me alone? A taller man just left from hitting me with his bat. Another girl came up and slapped me as my hands were tied together. That's how it was for me on the streets. People would gang up on me and try to hurt me, I needed help. Worst of all, my ex does it too. "Help! Please!" I yelled as people ignored my screaming.

"You can go now." murmured the girl who had slapped me. She untied my hands and pushed me off of the brick wall. I ran as far as my legs would let me run. It hurt so bad.

As I was running in the street, a man came running towards me. I fell to the ground and wrapped my arms around my legs. "Please don't hurt me!" Tears streamed down my face.

A confused look stared at me as I cried. When he walked towards me, I crawled backwards, waiting for him to hurt me. "What do you want from me? My life is already screwed up!"

He reached for my hand. I slowly took it.

"Are you ok?" he asked worried. He was british. Great. I frowned and yelled "What does it look like?"

"Im Zayn. What's your name?" Zayn asked me. Hmm,the name sounded familiar. "Im Alyssa...." I whispered. He smiled and replied " Pretty name."

"Please help me." I pleaded. "Im hurt so badly." I cried harder. Zayn lifted me up and I was now walking with him. " I need your help Zayn."

Notes

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