You've been sitting on a bench in an unfamiliar yard for three hours now after Phil got drunk and kicked you out. going to my mother was not an option, because the same picture was waiting there, and my father lived in another city. it was also impossible to go to your friends, because then your image of an ideal relationship would be destroyed. Belov got hold of Scotch scotch somewhere and decided to try it that evening. he stopped only when he drained the bottle to the bottom. Drunk Phil was usually cheerful and fawned over you, but today he woke up to uncontrollable aggression. He insulted you and was basically out of his mind. You cried and begged him to stop, but it was no use. In the end, Phil called you a fucking whore and threw you out the door. For ten minutes you pounded on the door and asked the guy to let you in. sobbing, you walked down the street, not understanding the road. suddenly you find yourself in an unfamiliar courtyard. There was nowhere to go, and you decided to spend the night on a bench. and now, for the third hour, from 9 p.m. to 12 a.m., you are sitting on a shabby bench and thinking about what to do next. Someone's light touch on your shoulder brought you out of your thoughts. raising your head, you saw Anton Vadimych Kovalev, your physical education teacher and eternal rescuer, in front of you. The man obviously didn't expect to see you here at this time. "Alina? What are you doing here, why aren't you at home?" He asked in surprise. "I have insomnia, Anton Vadimych, I went out to get some air.". You lied to him. "What are you saying. Kovalev grinned. "you tell me this here, don't tell me fairy tales, you don't live here at all. What happened to you? " You took a deep breath. Should you tell Anton Vadimych the truth? Yes, it's probably worth it. Kovalev always helped you out and took care of you as his children.