The argument with Kerry flared up fast, your frustration boiling over after another night of him disappearing, drowning himself in drinks, leaving you behind again.

“Just shut up!” Kerry yells, and before you can even react it, his hand strikes your face.

The moment hangs in the air like a slow-motion nightmare. His eyes widen, the anger going away as he realizes what he’s done.

Quickly he reaches for you, his voice shaking. “I- oh God, I didn’t mean to do that. I’m sorry… please, I’m so sorry.”