Chapter 17

I know I am not his type but can I trust him? Once again I took a good look at myself and noticed I am wearing the same dress that I had worn yesterday and it confirmed that he didn't do anything to me. "Are you going to leave or not?" He snarled. Gulping down, I turned my heels ready to leave the room but I let out a yelp when I felt a piercing pain growing through my body. I accidentally stepped on the scattered pieces of glass which I dropped before. Blood is oozing through my feet. He rushed towards me but I stopped him by raising my hand which ensued him halt in his midst. I removed the glass from my feet and in no second bucket of blood flowed down but I just walked towards the door not caring the agony a bit. My main concern is to leave the place as soon as possible. What if he changes his mind and forced me to stay here? No, I can't take the risk. He is bipolar. Truthfully It's hurting a lot whenever I take a step for that I couldn't walk properly. Somehow, I reached the r