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obvious this wasn’t an accident; someone had to of hit her. I know what it looks like when a fist comes in contact with a face.
    The diner seemed to be slowing down; I looked down at my watch and realized it was 4 in the afternoon. I’ve been here nearly 3 hours waiting to talk to her and she still refused to come within 10 feet of my table.
       When I noticed her section empty I got up and started walking towards her. She wasn’t looking at me and I had snuck up on her so she couldn’t run. I gently grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around. I took a moment to take in the terrified look in her eyes. I looked at the deep blue and purple color around her eye and the swelling of her nose. I studied her busted lip and I felt myself getting angry all over again. My stomach became full of knots and I wanted to throw up when I saw the gash on the side of her head. I reached towards her face and she flinched like before but this time I didn’t stop. I ran my fingers over her wounds just so I could make sure this was real. “Who did this to you Eve?” I growled. She looked scared but she held her head high.
    “No one did this to me. I fell down the stairs on my porch.” She looked me directly in my eyes begging me to believe her.
    “Don’t lie to me, Eve.”
    “Why is it your business anyway? You don’t even know me , Allen. Why are you even here? I told you last night that you should just leave me alone”. She turned to walk away and I grabbed her shoulder again.
    “I can’t just leave you alone”. I admitted to her. I felt ashamed for saying this to a married woman, but from what I can see it wasn’t a very happy marriage.
    “Well you need to.” And on that note she turned and stormed into the back.
    I felt like I was going to explode. I left money on my table and walked out. I lit a cigarette and paced in front of the diner. This woman was driving me crazy but I can’t just leave her after seeing her face. Taking in a drag and blowing it back out I thought about how her skin felt underneath my fingers. She seemed so fragile but so strong at the same time. I felt like I was going crazy ever since I had met her. I needed this woman but she was out of reach, for now at least.
       I waited for what seemed like an eternity outside the diner for her to get off work. She came out finally took one look at me and rolled her eyes and started walking home.
    “I have nothing to say to you Allen. Please just go home.” She begged as soon as she saw me.
    “Evangeline what are you doing?” I didn’t want her to go home. Not after what happened to her.
    “I gotta get home. It’s late and I’m tired.”
    “I don’t want you to go back there. You can stay with me. I won’t let anyone touch you ever again.” I looked at her with pleading eyes. I saw a look of wanting in hers and then as fast as she showed that emotion it was gone. She looked at me her mouth tight.
    “I already told you, I fell.” She turned to walk away again but something stopped her, she looked back at me. “Plus you don’t even know me. You don’t want me, I can promise you that. I am married and that’s it, Allen. There can be nothing between us. I don’t want your friendship and I don’t want your protection even if I did need it. I can take care of myself.” Then she turned and left. I caught up with her once more. “Well then I’m walking you home whether you like it or not.”
    Evangeline huffed in frustration stopped and starred me down with a glare. “I don’t want you walking me home.” She said through clenched teeth. I could tell she was starting to get nervous and looked like a scared puppy.
    “Too bad, like it or not I’m walking you.” I kept pace with her and we walked in silence.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
    “This is my house!” I shouted as I walked/ran to my front door as fast as I possibly