THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

My heart is still beating very fast as it will blast any second or two.

I'm sitting in the backyard of uni all alone my heart is my throat and my mind is hazy.

I can't think of anything straight. I can still feel his touch lingering on my skin and his words laced with seriousness, possessiveness and little hint of ownership.

The scene is still playing in my mind like a broken record of him beating adam so brutally just because he was talking with me.