" safe haven "
Today was the day that my life would change . I looked at the view from our pent house in New Orleans . after our flight I went over my plan a million times.
I did nothing wrong all day and due to the fact that dean was around , he wouldn't hit me anyways . I looked, at him sleeping. Three years of abuse , blood shed & tears . meaningless I love you's and broken lies and promises , miscarriages and hate . I looked at the man I once loved , cared, adored and I've never seen a stranger look so familiar . he caused so much pain and suffering in my young life that I couldn't imagine ever putting all my trust and love in a man.
I zipped up my black jacket and pulled my black hat over the top of my wild curls. I grabbed my bags but dropped them quickly .
There he was sitting up at the end, of the bed .
" where are you going?" I swallowed and looked at him fearfully. " I was going..to do a little washing I packed some dirty things accidentally" I smiled. He nodded
" are you trying to leave me? " he got up . I backed up towards the glass window . " look William ..I can't do this anymore " I cryed .
He laughed " BITCH YOU WANNA LEAVE?!"
he grabbed me and I tried fighting him off me " YOU WANNA LEAVE ME? LETS GO" he Started punching and slapping me all over the place .
" William stop!" I screamed and kicked .
He opened the patio , and grabbed me by my neck and put my head back over the balcony .
"YOU WANNA LEAVE ME?!"
" NO!" I CRYED "STOP ! STOP!" I CRYED
I started punching and kicking him and I hit him right in the eye .
He let me go and I ran inside the house coughing . next thing I know he grabbed me by the back of my hair .
"bitch you hit me ",
I grunted and grabbed the lamp off the post and hit him in the head .
Boom!
He fell instantly . I looked at him and grabbed my hair .
I Calmed down and listened to his heart beat . he was alive I ran out the house no clothes , no shoes , a ripped shirt and a bruised neck & face. I ran as fast as I could with tears flowing everywhere . I ran past everyone asking me was I okay , or I did I need help . I ran like I would never run again . I ran through the suburban part of town . I stopped in the middle if the street and looked around not knowing what my next move was . I saw a light from a car . I ran behind the bush and waited for it to leave . soon a man came out the house , he walked up to the car and leaned on the car . he was tall and had a whole bunch of tattoos . I stepped on a leaf a and it cracked loudly. He turned around and pulled out a gun from his waist.
He told the unknown person in the car he walked towards my bush , and my heart started beating .
"comon' out na ". I hesitated not wanting to move .
" I'm not gon say it again" . I stood up shaking and he put his gun up . " you ight?" He asked. I couldn't talk , I didn't notice how beautiful he was , he was very beautiful .
"Comere I'm not gon hurt you baybeh ". his voice vibration was soft unlike it was at first ,heartless and cold .
I walked out and he looked at me like he was looking into my soul. He was really intimidating .
" are you ok ma?" I looked down suddenly seeing the blood all over my shirt . " y-yes I'm fine "
He looked at my shirt and back at my face . " what happened ta you?" . I had briefly forgot that I was battered . "comere I'm not gone hurt you . ya needs ta get cleaned up "
He told his friend something and he drove away . I didn't know this man from a can of paint and he was being so nice .
" mama I'm not gon ta hurt you just let me clean you up . "
I looked at him and I somehow believed him . I limped over towards the side walk and he looked at me with sorrow .
" can pick you up?" I looked uncertain I didn't know what was it that made me believe he wouldn't hurt me. I nodded . he softly picked me up in his arms . his touch made me tense up and gave me this really funny feeling.
" ya wanna tell me ya name? " I heard him say . I just looked down at the concrete . he begin to walk .
" I understand , you aine gotta talk right na . "
" but my name august ."
it was something about this man. A trust that I've never had before before .
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When Dove's Cry #Wattys2016
Fanfiction" She made pain look beautiful she found peace among the chaos. She wore a smile in occasions where most would cry. She held the weight of the world on her shoulders and never complained. She's the one with the angel eyes ready to raise hell for th...
