My boyfriend Winston walked in the room. "Hey slut. Make me a sandwich." He said. "Not until you talk to me respectfully." I calmly replied. He grabbed me and put me in choke hold. "Listen here bitch I already told you I'm the boss you don't get to tell me no. You will do what I say. Now get your slutty ass up and make me a sandwich."  he stated. "No." I replied. "What did you just say?" he asked. "I said no." I said again. He slapped me in the face leaving a big purple bruise. I began to cry. "Don't cry bitch you brought this on yourself you know you're supposed to obey me. You're mine I own you. Got it. Now quit whining and go make that sandwich." He smirked. I gave up and went into the kitchen to get him his sandwich. It was better to do what he asked than to put up with the beating I would get if I refused. I took out the bread and the meat. I began to put the sandwich together. "Hurry up bitch I'm hungry." he screamed at me. "I'll be right there." I replied. I finished making his sandwich and brought it to him. "Are you fucking stupid bitch you forgot the cheese and mustard." He slapped me. "Now go make it right or else." he said furiously. I took the sandwich and threw it away. I began to make him another one. I brought it to him. "Is this better." I asked. Hoping that it was. "Sure slut now go to the coffee shop and get me a mocha." He told me. "Okay." I replied. I got my keys and walked out the door. I drove to the coffee shop. When I got out the car I was stopped by a boy with blonde hair. He was very attractive. "Excuse me love are you okay?" he asked. "Why?" I asked. "You have a big purple bruise on your face. What happened?" he asked. "Well it's a long story. It's nothing." I responded. "It's alright I have time to listen." he told me. "Well I mean it's kind of personal. But I guess I can trust you. So my boyfriend and I have a rocky relationship. He lashed out on me this morning because he got mad at me because I stood up for myself." I stated. "How often does this happen?" He asked. "All the time." I told him. "Well this guy doesn't deserve you. You're beautiful and you deserve much more than that." He said. "So what's you're name anyway?" I asked him. "My names Niall." He said. "Wait Niall as in Niall from One Direction?" I asked. "Yeah." He smiled. "My cousin loves you." I told him. "So what's you're name?" He asked me. "Melanie." I replied. "Well Melanie why don't we exchange numbers." He told me. "Okay." I told him. I took his phone and typed in my number. I handed him mine and he did the same. "Listen Mel I wanna be there for you. I wanna be the one you call when you're upset." He said. "I'd love that. I really do need someone to talk to sometimes." I told him. "Well since we're here why don't I buy you a coffee." he said. "Aww really." I told him. "Yeah of course." He replied. We went up to the register and I ordered a pumpkin spice latte. Niall ordered a frappe. When we got out coffee we sat down and began to talk. Niall was very intelligent and really funny. Niall was everything I had always looked for in a guy and with every word I was falling deeper. "So where do you go to school." he asked. "Kindle High school." I told him. "Oh cool how old is this guy you're with now?" he asked me. "He's twenty five I'm only with him because I need a place to live." I told him. "Well you know you don't have to...." Suddenly Winston stormed into the coffee shop.