Where were you?

I know where I was, but where were you? Where were you when the sound of Flesh hitting Flesh filled the house, like a piece of meat getting tenderized with a hammer? Where were you when the bruises that were so visible on your body appeared by the day, like a piece of fruit that fell from a tree? Where were you when empty pill bottles would appear in the trash, and the name was different every time? I know where I was. I was cowering in the corner praying that I wasn't the next piece of meat. I was hiding in my room with door locked so I didn't fall from the tree. I was witnessing you passing out, pill bottle in hand, not remembering your name. I know where I was but where were you?