Lena's P.O.V
I ran as I heard footsteps pounding behind me. The rain was thrashing down all around me. It fell into my eyes making it difficult to see where I was running. All I could hear was him calling my name. Telling me that he wouldn't hurt me.
"Lena! Stop running baby I swear I'm not going to hurt you babe Just stop running!" he yelled. I suddenly crashed into something. A wall. It hadn't been there before. I was cornered. I turned around looking for a way out of the alley. The only way out was the way I went in. I ran forwards to try and get out when a dark figure with a blurred face stepped into the alley. He was between me and freedom. I tried to run past. He grabbed hold off me. I was helpless against him. He pushed me up against the cold, rough bricks. I screamed as loud as I could but he pushed his arm against my neck. Choking every bit of breath out of me. Hot tears fell down my face. I closed my eyes desperately trying to leave my body. To not experience what he was doing to me.
I woke up in a cold sweat. I sat upright in bed as fast as I could. I'd had the dreams again. About him. My father. Tears dribbled down my chin and splashed down my chest. I lay back into my pillows as I wept and wept soaking my pillow with my salty tears. I lay awake for hours before the last tear came from my eye and I fell asleep once more. Hoping and praying I would have a more peaceful rest and I could forget about the things my dad did. Just for a few hours.
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