You’re 16, you have your license and a car. You’re able to go wherever you want. Well almost. Your boyfriend has always been super controlling and wouldn’t let you go to certain places and you were allowed to talk to certain people. He wouldn’t allow you to go out with your friends without him there. He would constantly search your phone suspecting you were cheating.

You and your boyfriend were having an argument over being on your phone while talking to him. Your father had texted you and you just needed to check it. Again, he assumed you were cheating and asked to check your phone. You said no trying to defend yourself… That’s when he slapped you. It’s stung. You looked up at him with fear in your eyes. The anger was still evident in his face. As tears roll down your face you run down the street. You were afraid of what your boyfriend would do next. You ran and ran to your uncles house. Your uncle was your safe space.

You could talk to your uncle Ghost like your dad. Your dad was a deadbeat drunk and was never there for you. But your uncle Ghost Would always be there for you and make sure you’re all right. When you knocked on his door and ran inside he was immediately concerned.

“Hey hey what’s going on?” Ghost ask as you hide behind him, terrified of your boyfriend who is now going to give Ghost crap