It was so cold that I thought I was going to get frost bite.But how is that possible? I live in Olive town in Kingston New York, so it should still be a little warm out, it's not even winter yet!
I'm surrounded by darkness though and all of a sudden I'm back in that house on that dreadful night.
It's a night I will never be able to forget, I can't forget because my mind won't let me.
I'm screaming, screaming as loud as I can to get him to stop hurting her.
I'm screaming so loud my voice is raw; it's like no one can hear me.
I can only hear my ear piercing screams and not his drunken voice.
"Beth! Beth you have to wake up. Beth baby girl come on, come back to us."
I hear the familiar soothing voice of one of the few people I have learned to trust.
How could that be though because he wasn't there that night?
"It's just a dream baby girl."
I repeat this over and over in my head and eventually my eyes snap open.
I look around frantically in a confused state trying to catch my breath.
It's dark out and the only light I can see is coming from the run down food store.
My eyes are darting everywhere.
There's a girl pacing back and forth trying to calm down a panicked Red.
Then there's what I think is Dallas screaming at a guy that looks really familiar.
I tilt my head back even though it causes me to flinch in pain to see West with a worried expression.
"Guys she's waking up!" West says to stop the bickering between the two guys that are not far from us. "Should we call an ambulance? I think we should call them. I'm going to call one." The worried girl that was trying to calm down Red says.
"Franny please calm down" Dallas says with a soft and gentle tone.
He even changed his facial expression from the out raged angry one to a more relaxed one when talking to this girl.
I'm still shaking because I'm so cold. Events like this happen once in a while, but I made everyone believe I got over the black outs.
You see when my brain decides it doesn't want to switch off and instead goes into over drive I go for a run.
While I'm running I have no idea how fast I run, or where I'm going.
I forget about everything and I am bought back to that exact night.
Normally I'll occasionally think about that night and how it has affected my life, but its days like these I hate.
I feel so weak and now people outside my little group have witnessed a portion of my life I have tried to hide.
"Ryder give me your sweatshirt" West demands him.
Ryder takes off his sweatshirt revealing a little bit of his toned stomach when his shirt rides up.
When he hands the sweat shirt over to West, they both help me stay in a sitting up position while Red helps me put on the soft material.
The sweatshirt is so soft and warm this guy could be a personal heater, like people could pay him to just keep them warm.
I know I'm weird for thinking this but hey my mind is not in the right place right now.
Everything hurts like it did that night.
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Teen FictionWe all have a past. The past isn't something we usually like to revisit. One night was all it took for my whole life to change. My life fell apart of the many nights my parents were arguing with each other. It was the night I built up enough courage...