A New Dawn

Dawn slammed the door behind her as she stomped her way down the walk, towards her car. This was the last straw; she didn’t have to put up with his bullshit any more. Where did he get off telling her whom she could and couldn’t see? He was just possessive, controlling, whining, jackass. Yes, she thought to herself. A jackass was exactly what he was.

“Fine, then!” he screamed out the window. “Leave! But I’m not coming after you!” He slammed the shutters and she could hear him screaming to her things inside his house.

Who cared if he wasn’t going to follow her? That wasn’t the point this time…she was REALLY leaving. For good!

The car door screamed in protest as Dawn yanked it open, hinges nearly coming apart. She plopped down in to her seat and slammed the door, and then…and then she just sat there. Dawn stared at her lap, furiously, listening intently to see if Quentin was coming out after her.

Nothing.

Not a sound came from outside the door except a couple of cars driving by.

Well who cared? She certainly didn’t, she was leaving this time. For good! She glanced back up at the house, but no one was running outside to stop her from driving away. Slowly, she pulled the car keys from her pocket and placed them in the ignition. The car started with a sickening growl, seeming to be hollering something about needing a muffler. Dawn popped it in to reverse and with a gut wrenching lurch began to back out of the driveway.