I know I'm not the kindest, but sometimes it's really hard to be just nice. It is even harder when you're honest. And I am. As hell.
   I was sitting on the floor, looking by the window. It was terrible day, almost everyday was bad, but I couldn't used to it. I was hoping that maybe one day everything will going to be great. As great as I always imagined.
   Jesse was out. It was his own way to escape. He always run out and came back with big smile and beautiful flowers. Always like this. Stupid.
   I was stupid. When he came back i was the happiest. I always hugged him and kissed him as hard as I could. Love is blind. Really. Love doesn't see anything. Love is stupid.
   - Not now - I said to myself as I was hearing loud gunshots. What the fuck? Is this day going to be much more worse then I thought? - I can't trust you anymore, Jesse - I grabbed my small backpack and I put in some of my clothes. I didn't have a lot of time. I was as fast as I could.
   My face was full of tears. But I have to go. Jesse has changed, I wasn't the same either. It just wasn't working anymore. I was afraid of him and he was tired of shouting. I know he was trying but it wasn't enough. Not just for me, for us two.
   I looked back for once while I was opening the door. It wasn't my house, it wasn't my safe place. I have to. I know one day Jesse will know why I did this.
   - Angie? - he was back.