For the last couple of nights, I can't sleep, I was scared. A couple of days ago, my ex reached out to me. We haven't had the best relationship. For the first while we dated, he was kind, caring, basically the best boyfriend.

But as the months passed, he started changing. And not in the best way. He didn't care about my feelings. He didn't help me at all. Always talking with other women, smoking and more.

It was a massive red flag, but I was blinded. My parents told me multiple times to leave him. But I didn't listen. I feel horrible about that.

The last straw what when he threatened to hurt my family.

Flashback

"Babe, can you at least help me with this?, I want to surprise my mother" I asked, putting the gift in the small box. "Stop asking for my damn help" he spat. "Please?, its only a small part, I don't know how to wrap this" I continued to struggle.

"Can't you take the hint?!, I said no!, and why are you going anyway!?, you're suppose to stay here and clean and cook!" he yelled, grapping my wrist.

"You take one step out that door-" I cut him off "Please, its her Birthday, I really-" he cut me off.

"Don't you cut me off!, you hear!, you are nothing but another Women!, If you cut me off one more damn time!" he held my wrist tighter.

"But she's family!" I yelled. That was a mistake, his face went blood red. "WHO CARES, IF YOU HEAD TOWARDS THAT HOUSE, THEY ARE GOING TO PAY FOR MAKING YOU LEAVE, SO DO YOUR DAMN JOB AND COOK".

I lost it, I yanked my arm away, slapping him in the face, tears falling down my cheeks. "D-DONT EVER T-TALK ABOUT MY FAMILY THAT W-WAY".

He looked shocked. I grabbed my phone along with my bag, I could hear him shout but I ignored it. "DON'T COME NEAR ME AGAIN" I yelled. I stormed out the door, slamming it behind me. The spot where he held my wrist was hurting. I got in my car and sped towards my parents house.

My heart was torn, I knew he was a bad person, but this.... he took it too far. I'm never going back.... ever

End of flashback

I looked at my messages, a new message popping up, and it was from him, yes I blocked his number, but he found it again..

???:

Please, im sorry for what I did.. I wasn't thinking,

I blocked his number, I was sitting on the sofa, a blanket over my head, I didn't wanna bother hawks.

Knowing how bad he treated me, and the pain he left me with, I broke down. Hell I didn't miss him. Its the scars.

Scars don't heal... do they?..

"Kid?" I froze. Hawks was standing in the doorway.

"H-Hawks" he heard my voice and darted to my side.

"Hey Hey, whats going on" he bend down on the ground. He knew about my Ex. "H-he messaged me" he frowned. He grabbed my phone, I didn't stop him. After a minute, he places my phone down and cupped my face.

I broke down once more, I tried to hide my face but he didn't let me. "Calm down, he isn't going to hurt you" he made me stands up, pulling me into a hug, wrapping one of his arms around my waist, the other one on my head.

He move his wings around me, sort of like a shield. "It's going to be okay, i'm here", he kissed the top of my head.

He managed to calm me. "Come" he took my hand and walked to the bed. How can I not love this man?, honestly. We both slid under the covers. My back was facing his chest.

"Thank you" I muttered. He kissed the top of my head. I have never felt this safe before. I fell asleep quickly.