Goodnight Forever

Chapter Eleven

"She's waking up."

I slowly opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly.

"Call the doctor, Damien."

I felt a cold hand touched mine. "Bonnie? It's me, your Aunt Rosie. Do you still remember me?"

I cocked my head to the left and looked at her.

"I'm your dad's younger sister. I used to visit you every year on your birthday." she smiled warmly.

No answer came out of my mouth although I want to say, "Yes, I remember you".

I just stared directly into her eyes.

"The doctor's here." A boy,who seems to be my Aunt's son, walk towards her.

"Are you Bonnie's mother?" the doctor asked.

"No, I'm her Aunt." she replied.

The doctor nodded and start checking my pulse and everything. After that, he asked my Aunt a couple of questions and start to walk away.

I wasn't really interested with what the doctor has to say but all I want to know now is why am I still alive.

"What happened?" I asked without looking at my Aunt.

"Honey, y-you were.. Umm.." she uttered. "you were attacked by a-"

"I know what happened last night." I cut her off as I sharply looked into her eyes again. "I want to know what happened after I passed out. Why am I still alive? Where's my mom?"

My Aunt glanced at Damien before looking back at me. "Bon, just calm down."

"Where's my mom?" I asked again even though I already have a hint that there's something bad that happened to my mom. Really bad.

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I was seventeen, that was three years ago, when I was running for my life. There was more than twenty cops chasing me down and I still keep running even though I got shot in the shoulder and had a broken leg for jumping off the second floor of a building.

It was a cold night and streetlights are the only things that lighten up the dark road.

I felt hopeless. That wasn't the first time and wouldn't be the last time either. All that was in my mind is that I have to find a place to hide before the cops drag me to jail or even worse than that.

I quickly climbed over someone's fence and climbed up a tree on their backyard with all the remaining strength that I had. I sat on the branch and closed my eyes while catching my breath.

I keep whispering to myself, "You'll make out of this alive."

I touched my leg and groaned in pain. I had a really bad landing when I jump off that building. I'm pretty sure I let my left leg land first to save my other leg so I could still run even though my other leg would be broken. Good thing that there was a taxi in the parking lot, so I hopped towards it as fast as I can. I pointed my knife and told him to drive as soon as I went inside his taxi.

I took my hoodie off and applied pressure to my bleeding shoulder. Then a light suddenly hit my eyes. I squinted and move my head to a different direction.

The light came from a room, just in front of the tree where I'm resting, where I could see through the window clearly. I just stared at the moment when a man open the door of the room and closed it behind him.

No, stop right there.

Lost in my thoughts, I have been sitting on my couch for a couple of minutes and totally forgot that I haven't eat my dinner yet.

I stood up and open up the paper bag that I placed on the table. I smiled as I picked up the half eaten burger and chicken that I found on the trash cans near MacDonald.

I took a huge bite from the burger and tried to chew it without making a mess, but some of it just fell out to the cuts of my cheeks as usual. I picked up some of those that fell on the table and put them back to my mouth.

I went back to the couch after I finished eating everything. I sighed and pulled the old blanket over my body.

It's 11 p.m. I thought as I looked at the watch which I stole from someone few weeks ago. Atlas, I could finally rest after a week of trying to run away from the cops. They're still out there but I know they wouldn't find me here. I've been hiding in this old tree house for years since it was abandoned and it's in the deepest part of the woods. Nobody could find their way here unless they already been going in and out of the woods for a very long time like me.

I yawned as I cover my eyes with the blanket and slowly drift off to sleep.

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Well I'm going to sleep as well because I'll be having my sweet fucking 16th birthday tomorrow. Sorry for the annoying music going on especially when some of you doesn't like the music I'm listening to. Haha.

- Raven