Faith

Chapter 1

Battered and bruised I begin to pull myself over the old brick wall, my ripped jeans catch, pulling more threads out as I try to climb the uneven surface. My sore calla ed hands shaking as I finally make it to the top. This part of the town has been abandoned for years but the silence brings me back. Away from the noise, the busyness of life , away from the people... 

Away from him.

For the longest time I thought he was my love, that he cared but he doesn't. Either way it doesn't matter because here I am running away from my problems again. Not that it isn't clear what my problem is. I begin to assess my wounds, my arm has finally stopped bleeding from the gash above my elbow. Maybe it was an accident I think to myself. But I know it wasn't. It's hard to leave him though even if I have thought about it a thousand times. He was always there for me, he always cared but I don't know if I feel the same for him anymore. His anger, his body , his personality and oh the mansplaining. The fact that he is a him. I've always had this feeling deep down that new wasn't what I wanted but I love him. The wind causes for me to grip the wall tighter, as I try to decide my next move. Swinging my legs over the other side and assessing the impact I jumped. It couldn't be that a bad.  

My knees buckle as I hit the ground making me wince. I look around me and honestly this part of town seems fine. I'm not sure what everyone is so worried about. Rows of houses all unique in their own way, some with flowers all up the path and around their doors, others with overgrown trees, the windows seemed a bit dusty but that was it. The Paint on most of the houses was starting to flake away but they weren't that bad. The further down the road I walked the more confused I became. There is nothing wrong with this place, it is beautiful and green and there are old abandoned shops, houses and parks. It's not as if it was illegal to be in here but when I heard footsteps behind me my heart began to pound. Slowly turning around so not to startle anyone Or myself I see there is nothing there. 

I find a nice house pretty far in so that nobody can see me but close enough to the border that I can get out. The door is creaky , the floors old wood and a yellowing carpet. The grey paint along the inside of the house is chipping away, the old windows partly boarded up. Overall the place isn't that bad, and nobody can find me here. Walking up the stairs to check the rest of the rooms when I hear it again. Footsteps, pattering on the ground. What is that?