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Chapter 4

I kept running even though my coughing was getting worse. Looking around I realised I had run to Battersea Park which was close to my school. Owners with their dogs going for walks. Few kids who hadn't started school yet where having picnics and playing on the monkey bars. Whilst wishing my life was like their's, so simple, so umcomplicated a little girl fell off the monkey bars. The distance from the ground could have only been one meter and a half and there was soft padding at the bottom which meant that it couldn't have hurt much.

Nonetheless she began to cry. Just as I thought I should go up to her a women in a bright floral dress did. Se wrapped her arms around the child, smothered her face with kisses and made it all 'better' for her. Tears started to sting my eyes, so I kicked harder, running faster. I knew that I would have to face the consequences of my actions soon. Every time I wanted to stop, every time I slowed, I would hear my mum's voice in my head.

"Keep going my darling Elizabeth, it will be better I promise" she would say, locking eyes with me refusing to let any doubt show. I believed her with all my heart and soul. I wanted to believe her, no, I needed to believe her! If I stopped I would be letting it win. There's this quote by Robert Cody, my mother painted it on to my wall when I was younger and let me decorate it's surroundings. It's still in my room right now, right above my bed. In my wardrobe mirror I can see the reflection. Every night I fall asleep looking at the same words.

"Have the courage to live. Anyone can die." That makes sense doesn't it? But does everyone really have enough courage for that. Just as I thought this my whole body collapsed underneath me. My breathing had now become short and desperate gasps for air. I spat out more mucus. All that was in front of my eyes darkening. My senses weakening. When I was about ready to give over to the darkness a pair of strong hands lifted me off the ground and was carrying me. Where I do not know. Who I do not know. But why didn't exactly need three guess's. Not having enough energy or curiosity to see who it was my own personal blackout took me over.

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My head felt so heavy and I was still feeling really dizzy. I stretched out my arms all the while my eyes remained closed. I could feel soft bedding under me, my fingers searched for something familiar. There was nothing, even the bedsheets felt different. Why were they so rough? This isn't my room. Where was I? I opened my eyes, looking around I knew where I was now and I didn't like it one bit. As I scanned the room I noticed someone with their face in their hands. Slowly rocking backwards and forwards. I knew that hair, the pitch black shoulder length hair. I've seen him before. Oh god, really? He looked up and a smile spread out across his lips. The first smile I had ever seen on his lips or probably anyone had ever seen on his lips. He stood up and walked towards me. I could hear his trainers against the squeaky floor. He moved to sit on the chair right next to my bed.

"Good morning sleeping beauty, you took your time to wake up. Well you needed all the beauty sleep you could get." He leaned forward in his seat still smiling, it looked so weird yet so right no his face.

Still shocked at seeing him here I hadn't fully digested his words till about a minute or so passed. "Morning? What do you mean morning?" I asked my voice sounded so dry and croaky.

"You've been out cold for a day. Lost some cells there did we?" he mocked me. The walked over to a small table which had a jug and some glasses on it, he came back and brought me a glass of water. I took the glass gratefully and started sipping at it. When done with it he took it off me and put it on the night stand next to me and sat back down.

Okay now I'm really confused, everything he said didn't add up. "Now I understand I've been 'out cold' for a day, what your doing here is confusing me. Finally going to fix that face of yours" I replied to him sharply.

He chuckled, again another thing I've never seen him do before. Then he suddenly looked serious "I saw you yesterday in the court yard, why did you run away?"