It felt like five hours had passed of me laying on the moist grass with my eyes squeezed shut. I finally opened them, pushing myself off the ground and to my feet.
I decided to follow the sidewalk and just see where that lead me, although it didn't look like it was far.
As I walked, the sidewalk appeared longer and longer and finally I saw buildings at least three miles away.
My eyes lit up, the tears that were once on my face disappeared and my feet carried me far and fast.
I came to the beginning of familiar, normal looking Aussie houses and restaurants.
I turned into a shop asking to use a phone. The old man behind the desk gave me a confused look, but nodded and allowed me to step behind the desk as I frantically typed in the first numbers that came to my head; Calum.
"Please answer, please answer." I taped my foot, biting my nails. The man kept his distance, but continued to look up at me like he was scared I would take money from the cash register or something.
"Hello, Calum here." Calum answered, just when I thought no one would.
"Hi Calum," I sighed in relief, but was cut off.
"Probably busy right now, but I'll call back as soon as possible."
Voicemail..
I hung up the phone. "One more call, sorry."
The man sighed and nodded.
I quickly dialed in the next familiar number.
I squeezed my eyes shut, praying someone would answer.
"Hello? Who's this?"
I smiled.
"Luke, its Bella. I need help." I talked quick.
"Why? What happened? Where are you?" He panicked.
"I-I'm not sure, I'll explain everything when you get here," I put my hand over the speaker looking at the man, I asked where I was then told Luke.
"Holy shit, Bella? How's you end up there?" Luke gasped, sounding as if he was running and I hopped it was to the car. He told me to stay where I was and that he'd be here asap.
I thanked the little old man and went outside, sitting on a bench and playing with the strings on my sweatpants. I felt a bit relieved, wishing I'd followed the sidewalk earlier.
I tapped my foot on the ground nervously, knowing it would take Luke a while to get here, considering the big deal he made about how I got here.
I looked up when I heard someone walking down the quiet sidewalk.
"You were supposed to stay there, stupid girl." Casey rolled her eyes, "You made everything so difficult. Who are you waiting for? Who'd you call?"
"That's none of your business you psychotic bitch," I spat, standing up from the bench.
Casey looked angered, she sped over to me, harshly pushing me back so I slammed back down on the bench, my head flying against the wall behind it.
"Don't fucking talk to me like that." She hissed, wrapping her gross hands around my throat. She was choking me, but she had my head pressed against the wall. I yelled out for help before kicking her in her lady parts so I could stand back up.
I yelled for help again.
I got down on top of Casey and punched her in the face as hard as I could. She began fighting back though.
"Ladies, ladies break it up please." Someone easily pulled me off of her and set me on my feet. I looked up to see him again.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
"D-dad?" I reached out to touch him, but he stepped back. He looked so young, just like when I was five.
"No, no, no." He shook his head, chuckling. "I'm Drew, your older brother and I know you and your sister have bonded quite, um, nicely."
"I'm here though, if I'm who you really want."
I swiveled around to see my dad, aged and all, standing only feet in front of me...and that's when things got confusing.
