so we're all sitting around the lunch table at work the other night. about 3:30am. and one of the smokers comes in, and says, "there is a girl outside. shes sitting on the front steps crying."so i go outside, and there is this chick, a beautiful girl, like 10/10. curled up in a ball, on the concrete steps in front of our hanger, in next to nothing, just staring at the ground, tears rolling down her face.
i didnt say anything to her, and walked back inside, and grabbed my spare parka out of my locker, came back outside, and handed it to her.
so i sat down next to her, and asked if she needed the police, or an ambulance. she said she didn't. i asked if she wanted to talk about it. she said no.
well i ended up sitting with this girl, for the better part of an hour an a half. and this is what i got out of her...
she told me her name, and that today was her 21st birthday. she went out with her boyfriend of 5 years, clubbing. they got in a fight on the way home, and he started beating on her, then he stopped on the side of the highway, and pushed her out of the car. she walked (in the 34 degree cold mind you), in nothing but a tiny party dress that stopped about a foot above her knees, and 6 inch heels, up the highway, untill she got to the off-ramp, which she walked down, and to the first lights she saw. our hanger.
turns out shes a nursing student, and he is a pillhead. shes been supporting him for a couple years, and blah blah blah. . .
long story short, i sat with her for a long assed time, talked her friends there on the cell, from 3 towns over (no gps ???), and ended up driving her to them.
they were all really appreciative.
basically the only advice i gave her was, i have 5 sisters, if anyone ever did something like that to one of them, i would cut their fkucing head off. told her she was a smart girl, and to do better for herself.
who knows if she will dump his ass or not. but i think we all know. the heart wants, what the heart wants.