Scarlett's POV
Give me your keys and get out! I scream at him. You hurt me for the last time, I am over the lies and the cheating. Just get out! My now ex boyfriend grabs his things, throws his keys at me and goes to walk out the door, you will regret this he says and slams the door.
I lock the door behind him and crumble on the floor. I can't believe Oliver did that again.
Few days have passed
I went to work as usual. Even though it had felt like my soul had been ripped from my body. I was so depressed.
When I got home on the third day after all this happened, I decided to order myself dinner. Maybe that will cheer me up, I thought to myself. While waiting for my food, there was a loud banging on my door. Next I heard drunken yelling. Scarlett! Scarlett! I'm coming in!
As Oliver burst through my front door. He charged at me and slammed me to the ground and wrapped his hands around my throat. You are mine and will always be mine. If I can't have you, no one will. Thankfully the delivery had just shown up. The delivery driver rushed in and pushed the drunk Oliver off and restrained him.
I scrambled up to grab my phone to call the cops all while Oliver was screaming I'll be back after he got out of the hold of the driver. After the cops left and took my statement, I decided I had enough. I am going to run as far away as I can go. I will just pack up my car and drive. To where? Who knows. I just had to leave.
I set off on my drive, I drove for 24 hours straight in no general direction. I stopped at a truck stop to grab some food and some sleep. I started driving the next morning and drove another 24 hours before I found myself driving through a quiet small town.
I decided to stop at the small strip of shops downtown. I got out of her car and went into the grocery store first. Instantly. I felt at home here. I needed to grab a few things. I decided this is where I wanted to stay. I asked the cashier if there were any apartments in the area.
The cashier happily told me it was my lucky day. The apartment upstairs just became available. I thought it must have been fate. I then asked her if there was somewhere close by where I could get a job. The cashier introduced herself. I'm Annie by the way, I can talk to my sister she's the owner and the one with the apartment also. So maybe you could work here with me. That would be great! I say. Okay let me call her, Annie says.