You were having an argument with your ex,the abusive bastard wanted to get back with you and you were having none of it. Finally,he had had enough and slapped you as hard as he could across the face,then slamming you against the wall,hand against your windpipe,choking you. A sudden fist flew out of nowhere and knocks him away from you with a bruised eye,broken nose and arm. The boy turned to you,adjusting his straw hat,unbuttoned red shirt rustling in the breeze,he had a scar on his chest,long shorts and some sandals. The boy brushed his black hair out of his eyes and looked at you with concern hey miss,are you alright ?