**Trigger Warning**
“Get out! How dare you get in here!” I screamed. I screamed furiously at the drunken man with a deep scowl on my face. I might appear to be furious. I was appearing to be fearless when, indeed, I was scared. My heart was thrashing, but I puffed out my chest and pretended that this drunken man didn’t scare me. I acted as if I could fight him, and to some extent, I could, but he looks much more potent. He could take me with his bare hands if he wanted, and that seemed to be his aim as he slowly stepped closer to me. “Stop right there!” I warned him sternly, but it only made him grin. Maybe the fear was apparent in my eyes.
I gulped and clutched the sink in my hand. I was counting his steps – it would take just four steps for him to reach me. I could throw a punch at
