Stalker

Chapter 12: Caught red-handed

He didn't come down that morning like he usually does. My stomach was getting sick on itself from the time going by from not eating. For awhile I lied there and watched the ceiling thinking about my family and how much I miss them. But then I took the time I had to my advantage.

I walked over and grabbed the booklet and flipped the page onto the next.
"I don't think I have much time left. He found out I was trying to find a way out. He beat me so terribly. My mouth is numb and my nose stings so terribly. I found a key way back in one the boxes, it was a spare key. But he took it. I had a chance and now i'll never get a chance like that again."
I take a big deep breath.
Then turn to the next.
"Today was still not great. He never fed me once today, i've been shivering down here with no warmth. I can see my breath fog into the air. This man is so twisted. I just wish I never let him get myself tangled up into his lies-"
I hurry as fast as I can. But it's too late. My stomach twists itself into knots.
"I was gonna bring you some food down-" His voice fades when he sees the booklet plopped open onto the ground. He instantly smashes the plate of food, then sling that hot coffee at me. My skin blisters. I yelp. "WHAT THE FUCK. YOU STUPID BITCH. YOU ALL ALWAYS FUCK UP MY PLAN" he screams. He puts the booklet in his back pocket.
"I'm sorry" I plead. He ignores it. He start hitting me, kicking at me and spitting at me. He punches my face. My eye starts to swell, blood is dripping down my face from my nose. I see open cuts from my bruises and new cuts forming, all over my arms and legs. I can't help but whimper.

When he's done with me, he kicks me one last time. He stomps upstairs and slams the door behind him. I don't move, because I can't move. I'm into to much pain and shock to understand anything, But all I know is that my eyes go so heavy that I can't keep them open.

I wake up. I must've passed out. My body feels like it's on fire, everything hurts so bad. I crawl to the mattress and curl up in a ball and hide myself under the cover. I wonder why he kept the booklet in their if he didn't want me reading it? He must've forgot about it. Or maybe he didn't even know about it. Maybe he felt like I betrayed him. Maybe he didn't mean those hits. Or maybe I'm just losing my fucking mind, making up excuses for him. I'm not sure my feelings toward him still. But all I'm feeling right now is sadness. I wish things would speed up. So I could feel truly safe again. Maybe I could stay with Christine and her mom. Rather than alone all the time. When she finds me.

He never comes back down at all that day. All I feel is worry. What tomorrow will bring, and how will I ever get out of this mess. Now i'm stuck. Did she ever make it out alive. No telling.

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