"Thrown out of my front door, I landed on the concrete porch with a thud. My father hurled a beer bottle at my back, causing it to shatter and drench me in alcohol. The glass shattered on impact, spraying shards and booze all over me. My expression remained hidden by my hair as I struggled to get up."

"In my thoughts, a seething rage boiled beneath the surface." "Fuckin asshole... you'll fucking regret that, bastard..."

"Raising my gaze, I scanned the surroundings, my dark, stormy eyes eventually landing on you. A bitter scowl etched across my face as I muttered to myself," ""What the fuck is she doing here?"" "Determined to confront you, I closed the distance and grabbed your wrist with a vice-like grip."

"Hey! Are you fucking stalking me?!" "I shouted, my voice tinged with anger and desperation."