___ "He told me I was a liar. He told me I was weak and stupid. He laughed and asked that I stop it. He told me I disgusted him." She can still remember every word he had said to her. "What I felt for you wasn't love, I thought it was but it wasn't. It was an addiction." The words were harsh. She showed a helpless smile. Deeply feeling that helplessness. She slap his face. She had no one in the world. Nothing left of it and where she had been before. She had no one to turn to. She had gone to the doctor. The child was his. It lays inside of her waiting to be love and cared for. She would tell him but changed her mind that instant as he said those mean words. She had something to say to him, not about the life which is growing inside of her but about his heart. Did he really mean it all. Did he really wanted to push her away. Love isn't supposed to be painful. What happen to the sparks between them... Sora thanked the doorman as he opened the door for her. Taking the elevator, she looked to the reflection and touched her long grown hair that had ended above her waist... *Flashback: Falling to the ground, she touched the side of her lips and winch from the sting. Wiping the blood off her lips, she looked up to the owner of the club. "Didn't I told you how this job works. If the customers don't get what they want they'll surely not come back. You almost had me lost one of my most valuable customer." He said. "But sir, he harassed me. He tried to..." She said. "You're a host. You begged me to hire you because you needed money. He tried to what, touch you and do the dirty deeds with you. Of course he would have. If I knew you wouldn't agree to his terms, I would have one of the other girls company him instead and they would gladly be happy to have made extra money." He said and signal his men to pull her to stand. "Please, I didn't mean for things to get out of hand. I won't ask for the months salary I had worked. Just don't fire me. Please, I really need this job. I'll take any position. But not this one." Sora asked. "Sorry sweety but your salary doesn't cover up the amount you damaged. If you can't satisfy my customers then it's better you not keep the job. The man you slapped was my business partner and I have already promised I'll take care of you for him." He said and signal his men to hand him something. Sora panics and struggled. "Please don't hurt me. I beg you." She cried. "You are right. I can't hurt you more than a few slaps. It's ashame to lose a good product. Your looks and that long silky hair that shows your most feminine side." He said and grabbed her pony tail. Sora cried in pain as he pulled so hard her head leaned back. Looking to her black long silky hair, he took the sharp blade and cut it with a swift. Showing Sora her hair, he threw it on the floor and signal his men to let her go. "It's ashame to ruin a pretty face. I have a soft spot for beautiful girls. So I'm letting you off. But don't show your face around this part of town again." He said and walked back into the club. Sora wiped her tears and looked down to her cutted hair. Grabbing her shoes off the floor she limped as she walked the cold night. Taking a short cut through the street, Sora looked to the condo and decided if she should go in or not. She didn't want him to see her like this. A few days away from him, her bruise will heal and she'll tell him she was busy with school and is staying at a friends. He was just starting college and is busy with a part time job. Even when they are secretly dating behind his parents back because they didn't approve of her. She was happy he still wanted to be with her, but felt burdensome too because he would always pay for everything. The reason she took a job was to pay for her own things but it came as a disaster instead. Where to go when all her belonging were at the condo. Looking to the time, she hoped he wasn't in yet. Maybe she'll sneak in and grab some things and stay with one of the girls she knew at the foster home. Touching her cutted hair that had ended at her shoulder, she'll have to find an excuse to tell him why she