Oblivion

Chapter 33- call

im on the bed and i see the blood. its all over the bed. mom will be mad. i turn and see that hes unbuckling his belt. no no no.

i shake my head and quickly get off the bed making a run for it.

im in the kitchen now. im scared because hes coming and i grab the phone. my hands are shaking... ive never done this. ive always let him do it but... but..

"911 whats your emergency?" the phone is up to my ear and my shuddering breathes is the only thing thats heard.

"liam" hes calling me and i hear his footsteps. hes saying it in a sing song voice and i go to the darkest corner of the kitchen.

"p-please please" im begging and the woman is saying something but i cant think because i know i probably wont wake up tomorrow if he finds me.

"he-hes coming please help he-its been he-he wont stop and he kept going im-im s-scared" im rambling but they have to help. right? they have to because its their job and-and

"son of a bitch!" the lights are on and i hide the phone. its still on. maybe... maybe they can still help.

he grabs my shirt collar and slams me into the wall. i need to be loud. someone will hear right? someone will help if-if they hear.

im screaming and hes covering my mouth and squeezing my throat but im kicking and he lets go. i dont have time to catch my breath im scared.

and so i run. and of course im stupid because i run into a bedroom. j's bedroom. hes coming so i lock the door.

"please hes coming for me PLEASE" im yelling into the phone and hes banging on the door.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR" hes banging so hard and im pretty sure hes using something. the wooden door falls and hes seething now. im screwed now.. this is it.

my face is still bleeding and theres blood on my hands and the floor and hes in my face now. i still have the phone and i dont think he notices.

"you little shit" he growls punching me in the face and every time his knuckles get more bloody.

im screaming as loud as i can but no one is here. where are they?

he stands up and turns me on my stomach. it hurts and im getting dizzy and tired.

my pants are down and i know its coming. its hurting now and im screaming so loud im wondering if the whole world suddenly went deaf. im gripping the rug so tightly and there are tears in my eyes and i cant see.

hes grunting and moaning and im crying and screaming.

theres a lamp... and i still have the phone. this.. this has to work.

hes still going and i reach and grab it. it works in movies so it'll work now, right? i hit him with it at my best ability and it hurts. oh god everything hurts so much.

it hurts but he hurt me and i cant stop now because hes hurt me so much.

and theres so much blood and hes not moving at all but... he still did this to me. and what if he comes back? he-he'll get me and he did this to me.

it hurts so much and i finally stop hitting him. oh god... i did this.. no. no he did this. it was him.

i crawl to out of the room. my clothes are wet and everything hurts so so much. i pull my pants up as much as i can. i still have the phone but im crawling and im in the front yard now.

im sobbing so loud i cant even hear anything. i cant hear myself think. cant hear the dogs barking or the crickets. im screaming because it hurts and i probably just killed someone.. oh god he might be dead.

im shaking and i cant stop thinking about it. my hands have blood on them and i try to desperately wipe the blood off on the grass.

theres lights. red and blue and white. and theres cops and an ambulance and i can see the neighbours come out of their homes. im still crying and screaming but this time theres a blanket around me and someone is holding me.

the neighbours look scared and theres this lady thats crying. why is she crying?

im lifted up and i squeeze my eyes shut. well one is already practically shut from the punches. its bright and theres this guy trying to touch me. he cant he cant touch me no one can. im pretty sure i hit him but thats not the point because hes trying to touch me.

i feel a pinch and i get tired and fall asleep.

when i wake up im in the hospital.. im in a hospital. its white and suddenly everything comes back and im crying. my hands are clean but i can still see myself straddling him and his face is bloody. oh god its so bloody and i cant even recognize him. it was just.. just a lamp.. i-i killed him. i think.

someones in the room now and i look over. its a cop.

they ask me about everything. the abuse. the rape. i was all alone. i had to wake up... alone. they tell me he's ok but i cant find it in myself to care. and so they keep asking things. and all i can do is hiccup and nod and cry silently.

i stop listening because all they do is make me remember more.. i was seven.. seven. who does this? what did i do wrong.. i had no one there.. why-why me.

they tell me hes going to jail.. for life. im staring blankly at the wall in front of me. i cant feel. i cant think.

and suddenly im falling..

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falling into oblivion.

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The End

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oh god that was an awful ending...

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