"Miyu huh? That's a pretty name and really unique."

"Yeah, it is," she nods her head in a proud sense.

"So, are you ready to tell me what happened?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

She sits down next to me and my nose gets a waft of sweat and a tinge of filthiness. How long has it been since she showered? Before I can even think of what's been going on she starts revealing to me what happens.

"After our talk at the park I went home, and I confronted my mom about what's been going on and how I felt mentally after dealing with so much nonsense. Before I can even finish properly explaining to her how I felt she just smacked me across the face so hard that she busted my lip open. Unable to deal with it all I crumbled and just ran away that night. For a while, I was out living on the streets because I couldn't deal with it and I was scared about telling you what happens."

"Why were you scared of telling me what happened?" I state those words as I held her hand a bit tighter to show security.

"I don't know I just felt as if I was completely in the wrong for running away. Honestly, I can't even think of a good reason why I was thinking that" she lets out a big sigh to show disappointment in herself.

A few minutes of silence starts to creep on us before she continues to talk.

"So, after a while, I decided that I didn't want to go back home but I also didn't want to continue living by myself outside, so I finally decide to come to you and here we are."

"Wow, that sure sounds like a crazy ride. I'm just glad you're okay and nothing happened to you.

There is one question that needs to be answered and that's where are you going to stay for now?"

As those words came out, deep down inside I already knew the answer but was scared to accept what was going to happen for some reason. Yet I was happy and ready to accept the reply I knew she was going to say.

"With you," timidly those words came out.