"No, it's okay I'm fine. I don't need your help." She says trying to stand back up.
"No, let me help you." He says running to her side.
"I don't need your help." She says sternly still trying to get up.
He grabs her arm and tries to help her up.
"I said I don't need your help I'm fine!" She moves out of his grasp.
"Why won't you let me help you?" He asks wearing a concerned expression on his face.
She walks away anger rising inside of her.
'He doesn't know me' she thinks
'No one knows me. I've needed help before but no one was ever there. I am the only one how is there for me'
She secretly wishes he would run after her like in the movies. She was already too far ahead. He was calling after her and followed her for a short distance, she never noticed. She is stuck in her way of thinking, of feeling sorry for herself. If she won't open up how can she be truly and fully loved? She goes back home to her one bedroom apartment and cries. Cries for she doesn't know how to let love in. She ignores his calls and his texts. Another under the spell of her. The girl who seems so light-hearted and endearing. Her promises of staying get broken again as she runs away, further than ever before. This time not only in her mind but in real life.
