Here is chapter five i hope you like it. It will get more interesting for i have good plans in mind.
I just need to see how am going to link them and stuff, really have some planning to do.
The man whom had saved me, his name was Russell. I think I owed him my life.
"A..are you sure its fine?" I asked again, even though we were already in the taxi on the way to his Apartment.
“Yes, its completely fine. You don’t have anywhere to stay and I have an extra room” he said. I had eventually chosen the wrong root, and lied to him that I couldn’t pay my rents and was kicked out. I found it hard to tell the truth about me, and why I left home. I couldn’t see myself telling him, I couldn’t see myself telling anybody.
I tried my best to keep my eyes, open since tiredness was creeping over me. There’s was a little tap on my legs as the taxi had finally stopped.
I tiredly, followed Russell out the car. We walk into a modern building and went up the lift, then down to the end of the corridor.
We stop at door 23, and I waited as Russell took his keys out. He opened the door to reveal a well designed, modern home. It looked very comfortable and miles better then Larry’s shit hole. It wasn’t big and family like Jason, but then again who doesn’t like something smalls and cosy. The house smelt masculine, like after shave.
“I guess you like it” Russell’s voice interrupts my thoughts. And I blushed realizing he had been watching me. Why do guys do that?? Well the only other guy I know whom had dome that is Jason. I quickly shock my head at the remembrance of his name.
“eerm, well let me show you your bedroom, you look pretty tired” he said, and started walking. I followed him taking in every detail of the house. It really was comfortable, and well decorated. With paintings here and there that are so random its unbelievable the sort of things that go through the painters mind.
A bathroom was in-between Russell's bedroom and the bedroom that was going to be mine. Russell opened the door, and I walked into a simple room. It had a bed, mirror, desk and book shelf. The room was pretty big with a double and had a cotton brown theme, which made it extra cosy.
Russell was saying a few things and I felt bad for ignoring him. I was just so tired. He finally left the bedroom and I climbed into the bed, sinking into a deep sleep.
I woke up the next day and it was 12pm. it took time for my brain to function and for me to remember were I was ect.
I jumped out of bed. Opened the blinds and was hit by a burst of sun light. Making me squint my eyes. I rummaged through the cupboards and found a towel then had a shower.
After the shower I got changed then decide to take a look at myself in the full length mirror. If not for the shower I would have probable looked even worse. I looked a bit pale and sickly with messy long hair. My eyes were dull and my body was horrible with scar, wounds and healing bruises.
A tear trickled down my cheek and I wiped it off, and then turned around looking away from my shameful reflection. Just looking at my self brought memories
, horrible memories of what I had been through. Of how I got every single dot of scar, bruise pain on my body. Just how much of a nightmare my life is. Just how I keep this big secret I not going to tell anyone.
Why? Why can't I tell anyone?
I'm scared and ashamed of it. I'm scared people will turn their backs me, think that am a freak and leave me. I'm ashamed of what I have been through. Ashamed I'm not virgin. Completely ashamed it's been lost to some rapist freaky man who calls himself father. I grabbed a pillow and cuddled my anger away fighting back my tears.
I used to tell myself how I would, find the right guy, get married then loose my virginity. Have kids have a great job great family. I used to be a girl with a heart and a loving mother. It just had to get thrown away didn't.
There was a knock on the door making me jump.
"Lily?" said Russell.
"Come in" I said putting the pillow away. Russell came in looking more innocent and cute then I thought he was. His hair almost looked black since it was wet and his brown eyes symbolised care. He leaned on the door frame and smiled.
"you okay?" he asked in a voice that wasn't deep, but sounded manly, and I realised he had an accent.
"yep, I just had a lot in mind" I said.
"Okay"
"Russell thanks again for letting my stay, I will find my own place as soon as possible"
"your welcome and no need for the rush, stay as long as you want" he simply said.
"Thanks"
"your welcome and if you need anything tell me"
"thanks again"
"I'm sure you will need clothes, wanna go shopping today? I hardly ever go out and I really need to spend some money so.."
"N"-
"I insist" he forced. I didn't see the need to argue with him so simply accepted.
"Sure" I smiled,
First we had something to eat then headed into town. I didn't expect Russell to spend as much as he did on me. But I kept calculating how I would get a job and repay him. He was so nice and made me feel completely comfortable around him. It was unbelievable the amount of time he made me truly laugh and how his present kept this log lasting smile on my face. But deep inside there was this feeling that I knew I couldn't let go. Fear, because I knew that out there somewhere am being though of in the worst most possible way. And if this man sees me, he will grab the gun that he has always owned and kill me with it. He has done it before and am sure he wouldn't hesitate to do it again.
Russell and I got back home really late and we were a bit tired.
"Want to watch to movie?"
"yea sure!" I gave a weak smile as I dropped the shopping bags on the floor. Russell put the other bags on the couch and bent over to pick a movie. I watched him as he made his decision. He was such a nice guy, all the things he has done for me. Just so kind, an unexpected tear suddenly rolled down my cheeks. I began to quickly whip it off but they kept flowing down.
"aw Lily don't cry" Russell rushed his way around the sofa and hugged me. I didn't jump, I didn't have the need to be scared around him.
"What wrong?" he asked
"I'm just really happy for all you have done for me" I honestly said.
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