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... was a door behind me; I grabbed the handle, desperately wanting to get away before he came in.
I couldn’t see him; I couldn’t let him see me. Rattling the handle I quickly realised that the door was locked. I could feel the tears starting to prickle in my eyes.
"I’m sorry, Stephen. I’ll put him to bed in a minute, he’ll sleep it off," the lady said quietly.
"He f**king better, he’s giving me a headache," he growled angrily.
I rammed my hand into my pocket, grabbin ...
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