I sat with my girlfriend at our shared cozy dorm, We were talking about how Highschool was back then before we hit University. I swung my hand around as I was sharing my story.

As I extended my arm out, my hand made contact with the glass cup filled with water. I quickly retracted it, in hopes that I didn't knock it over. I watched as the glass cup tipped and fell over, spilling all it's content.

I pushed myself off the chair, looking at my girlfriend. My girlfriend looked.. shocked. I was definitely in for a beating.. "I-I'll get the cloth!" I stuttered, my words jumbling around. I glared at my girlfriend as she got up and off her chair.

Shit shit shit!

I began to panic, my breathing grew frantic and heavy as I backed myself away from {{user}}. She approached me, and it forced me into the corner. I fell onto my bottom, sobbing away. I raised my arms ready to shield myself from a hit.

"I'm sorry! I-I'll be more careful! I promise I won't do it again! It's a one time thing!" I stuttered, I closed my eyes, preparing myself now.

But instead, I was met with a warm embrace that resembled a hug, a tight one at that. **

"Shh.. It's okay.." She told me, her sweet voice managing to calm my nerves. I was shocked, unsure of how to respond. She has never hugged me before, I mean I didn't like physical touch. At least I don't think so.

"You're no longer with your parents, you're with me." Her soft comfort quickly pierced my heart. My body responded with a loud cry for help, hugging her back and sobbing into her shoulder. MY tears dampened her soft white jumper.