He slowly started to walk towards me as I would step backwards away from him.
“It’s okay,” Josh said, “I just want to talk.”
I shook my head and a tear ran down my cheek.
I was stopped as I stepped back against the wall and I waited for Josh to come as close to me as he would.
My hair was slightly in my face. Josh was now right in front of me. He slowly tucked the hair behind my ear. But I didn’t feel like I usually did when he would do that. Now, I just wanted to get as far away from him as possible.
“I’m sorry,” he sounded sincere…
He kissed me and I started to kiss him back until I remembered what was going on.
I pushed him away, “No, I don’t care!”
He looked surprised.
“Josh, you can’t just kiss me in order to make things better,” I told him, “it’s done!”
I started for the door to leave for good. Josh grabbed my arm again and pulled me hard away from the door and into the wall.
“You’re not leaving!” he shouted.
By now, he had hurt me both emotionally and physically and I was really scared.