A Love That Stop Loving

I have not spoken to Austin since yesterday. I wish that he did not feel the need to go after Raymond himself. It is like he has turned into a man that I do not know; I understand that he needs to protect me; I just wish that he would rather get the cops involved.

When I wake up this morning, he is still fast asleep, so I make my way down to the kitchen, where I decide to phone my mom, my real mom.

"Morning, mom."

"Morning, sweety. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, better than I have in a while."

But she knows me all too well and knows that I am hiding something behind my trembling voice.

"What is wrong, Summer?"

"Raymond has stuck up his ugly head again. Well, at least that is what Austin thinks."

"My god Summer, why don't you phone the cops?"

"Austin wants to it himself. I am scared of what he is going to do to Raymond."

"Well, whatever it is, he will deserve it. But still, you guys need to phone the cops."