You tossed and turned all night; your thoughts coming up with new and exaggerated versions of what happened the night before with Jordan. It was crazy really to think that Jordan actually meant to harm you. He was just drunk and hadn’t meant to grab you so tightly. It was a mistake. No reason to fret. He’s not going to bother me anymore.
Morning had come too quickly. You had caught a few hours of rest but definitely needed more. All you wanted to do was stay in bed and not face the day. Sometime in the middle of the night you decided that you did need to get a new apartment, somewhere Jordan couldn’t plague your mind or come knocking on your door anymore. Your current one had too many memories and you lived there for a few years so it would be nice to have a change in scenery. That was your plan for the day, to find a new place to live. So after you had finally rolled out of bed, you took a quick shower, trying to rid the headache you had and opened your computer to search for your new home.