"Let's watch the news" Gera sighs, "news!" I glared at her like she lost some screws. "I want something to help me sleep and news are boring" she explains. "Fair enough" I chuckled. Sarah went to bed earlier since unlike us she wasn't sleeping the whole day. Gera turns on the tv before coming to sit beside me legs tucked under her frame. It was an American news station. They talked about plenty things when soft snores reached my ears I knew it was time to turn the tv off. Walking towards the tv area I froze once I saw him. Dressed in black Armani suit and blonde hair gelled back nicely William sat in an interview. I could see bags under his eyes but he still sat and carried himself with so much grace. Not being able to take anymore I switched off the tv waking Geraldine for bed.
Once in mine I pushed all my thoughts of William aside, "I'm fine William is just like every other ex" I whispered into the darkness. Once I felt good I laid in bed dimming the lights and drifting off.
"Finally" I groaned at the sound of the door, "babe!" I untied my apron calling out. No response, "ummm that's strange" leaving the kitchen I intercepted him on his way up the stairs. "Babe! What's wrong?" I frowned we were doing great this morning. His green eyes snapped to mine, "Will?" I frowned. "You!" He yells matching towards me. I felt fear creep into me. He looked out for my blood but that's not possible so I stayed put. "YOU RUINED MY LIFE" he yells now only inches from my face and I took a step back to look at him properly. "What...what are you saying?" I stuttered confused and he glares at me. "They all mocked me" he cried out. "Oh! honey" my voice softens raising my hand to caress his cheeks. He reached for my hand before I could. "Ah!" I gasped as he squeezed tight on my wrist, "Will you're..you're hurting me" I breathed out in pain still trying to retrieve my hand. He only held it tighter giving me a sinister glare, "William!" My voice was now laced with fear. For the first time I wasn't safe with him, "you bitch! I hate you!" He screams before slapping me. "William" I cried out in shock taking a step back. My cheeks hurt but I kept my focus on him. Did he hit me? "I'm not done with you" he bounced on me, "William no" I fought back as his delivered punches. I could taste blood in my mouth. He wraps his hand around my neck as I laid on our floor trying to see through my eyes which were swelling from the punch. He squeezed harder around my neck cutting my windpipe. "Die bitch" he spits on my face, "Wi.. William please" I tried to breath but no chance he squeezed harder. Coughing I tried again I couldn't die by in his hands no! "William!"
"William!" I yelled shooting up and coughing. My hands immediately flew to my neck as I tried to take as much air as possible. Looking around I sighed in relief. "It was a dream it's only a dream" I cried still feeling the adrenaline and fear coursing through my veins. With the revelation panic sets in, "it's a dream". "No no no why!" I choked out. I have heard of the mind trying to paint horrible pictures to help us cope but no! I refuse to have them paint William like a monster. He would never never hit me ever.
I shrugged downstairs heading straight for the kitchen I needed to forget. Slamming the cupboards open I searched heaven and earth but not a single sign of alcohol. "No no no" I panic it's too early or late rather to wake any one up. I glanced at the time as I passed the living room and 1:43 shined down at me. A club? Yes a club should have endless supply of alcohol. I pushed all reasonable thoughts behind trying to find the perfect attire for my night endeavors. Once dressed I don't even check my appearance before grabbing my purse with my credit card and phone safely tucked inside. I also grabbed my car keys on my way out. I stopped to give a quick glance at the closed doors hopefully I will be back before they notice I'm gone.
Typing the GPS for the nearest club I was glad to discover one only twenty minutes away with my car likely ten. The loud beats of the night club welcomed me followed by the constant interaction with sweaty bodies. Finding my way to the bar I stared at the scary looking bartender. "What can I get you beautiful?" he looks down at my chest reminding me of my deep v cut. "Your strongest alcohol make it a double" I shuddered remembering my nightmare. He stares at me for too long and I felt subconscious. "What?" I frowned wondering why he wasn't making my drink. He leans in so I could hear him over the loud beats of pop smoke. "I have something extremely strong if you want" he moves away then smirks all this had red flags but I left my reasoning at home. "What is it?" I winked and he nods before glancing left and right. Pulling something from his pocket he drops it in front of me and I gasped realizing it. "Drugs?" "The best cocaine in town" he brags. Oh my god! Drugs? Cocaine? What the hell was I thinking? "Chica pay up" he frowns, I don't ask how much I just handed him my credit card hiding the small pack of cocaine in my purse looking around in fright. I can't go to jail my whole life will be ruined but I can't address this guy either his probably in a gang. He hands me my card, "not a word about this or you're dead" he glares into my eyes and I nodded taking my card hurrying off. Once in my car I stared at my purse which laid on my passenger seat. "I have never done drugs before" I said out loud. With a sigh I leaned back into my seat shutting my eyes. The images of William forced my eyes open and I did something I would probably regret. Pulling the pack out, I tried to remember how they did it in movies. Pouring a small portion on my card I bring my nose down sniffing it off. I coughed shocked. Blinking I wiped my nose feeling lighter. I didn't expect it to work this soon. My brain shuts down and all I saw was darkness around me. Struggling to focus I bring my car to life driving back home. I sang along Justin Bieber playing through the radio. I jumped down from the poorly parked car shaking alittle before gaining my balance. "I'm free! Free like a bird!" I yelled shaking my butt in the empty parking lot. "Damn is it me or is it hot here" I groaned taking off my jacket and flinging it away. "I need a shower" I stuttered walking into the house. "Such a big ass house for only three people" I grumbled.
♥️♥️♥️♥️Is that what happens when someone's high? I just guessed it I'm not sure.
