Gone (h.s.)

Chapter 17

My mother cries, tears streaming down her long, pale face. She hugs me and she stands up. "Sweety, put nine, one, one into your phone in case he does anything. I've been... scared ever since what happened to you."

I pull out my phone, put 911 into the phone dial and keep it open, but hide it in my sleeves.

"And send me the video so I can show him on my phone." I send it and once it delivers to her, she walks down the stairs and I stand at the top of the stairs. Alex was already downstairs from his shower.

"Alex!" My mother calls out, rage not showing in her tone.

"Yes?"

"Am I not good enough for you?" She pulls up her phone and plays the video. After the video finishes, Alex is furious, he grabs the phone and angrily smashes it on the floor. He walks out of the room, into the kitchen.

That's when I dial 911, because I think he might be grabbing a knife. my mother runs up the stairs and into my room. "Lock the door!" She calls and I do so.

"Hello, 911, what's your emergency?"

"M-my mothers boyfriend, he has a knife, he's trying to get into my room and stab my mother. H-h-he has a knife." I yell.

"What's your address? Can you stay on the line with me?"

"U-uh it's 1516 Rosamand. Yes, I can."

"Okay, the police are on their way. Tell me, what is your favourite colour?"

"Uh, b-blue." I hear sirens getting closer and closer to my mothers house.

"So is mine!" You can hear her smile through the phone.

"I can hear the police getting closer."

( a/n Guys omg, I heard police sirens just as I wrote that.)

"That's good. Now is there a window in the room?"

"Yes, there is."

"Do you think that you could climb out?"

"I don't know about my mother, she's pregnant."

"How many months in?"

"Her first."

"Okay she can still climb out, she will be okay. Is there some sort of rope in your room? Or vines down the side of your house?"

"Yes, we have vines down the side."

"Okay, is that on the left side on the house or on the right side?"

"U- uh, on the left."

"Okay, I am going to send the officers to the side to help you and your mother get down."

"Okay."

The police officers she was talking about come through the side, they look up and I open the window.

"Up here!" I half shout, half whisper.

One of the officers climbs up the vines and grabs my mothers hand, guiding her down. Then just as he grabs my hand, Alex gets into the room.

He grabs my other hand and pulls me, making me drop my phone on to the floor. He then takes the knife and walks closer to me, putting the knife against my neck.

"Put the knife down!" The officer yells.

"No! She and her rotten mother deserve this!"

"Do it! Rip my throat out and kill me. My life is a living hell, just end it and take the pleasure." I spit.

"Don't say that, you will live!" The young officer shouts at me.

Tears start streaming down my face. That's when a couple other officers walk in through the door to my room and they take the knife from him, putting his large wrists in handcuffs.

"Alex Green, you are under arrest for attempted murder of Natalie Allister and woman abuse. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you by the state." And he is off.

The policeman at the window enters my room, grabbing me and walking me down the stairs and to the ambulance. "I did this. This is all my fault." I crawl up into a ball once he sits me down to get me checked out.

"You didn't do anything, this wasn't your fault. This was only his fault and you saved two and a half people." He looks me in the eyes. "If you hadn't called, he would have hurt you. Then you, your mother, and the baby wouldn't be okay."

"But if I never showed my mother the video, proving he was cheating on her, she wouldn't have faced him and he wouldn't have done this in the first place." I sob. "It's all my fault."

"Listen, kid, you did the right thing. And one day you'll realize you did." He gives me a pat on the back. "That's all I can say." He walks off.

"Officer..." my voice trails off, not knowing his name.

"Officer Jones." he looks back.

"Officer Jones, thank you."

"Just doing my job." He walks back to where everyone else is.

The doctor checks me out, to see if there are any injuries.

I have a small mark on my neck, where he held the knife, and my shoulder had started to bruise.

When she finishes up, I sit in the ambulance where my mother is sat and I hug her.

"I love you." Did she? She hasn't said those words to me.. or anyone really ever since my father left.

"I- I love you too." I reply.

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Well hello! So I have updated and not only on my book. I have updated a chapter on sarathesloth 's book, Anchor, and I really like what I did there. And while I was doing that, she had updated a chapter on my story.

So I hope you guys enjoyed that switch as much as I did:)))

Is my book moving really fast? Cause I feel like it is.

Thank you all so much for reading and I hope that after my break that my writing will become better, as I am trying to improve my writing and my ideas.

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Have a nice knife!!

-Noura