Recap: "My stomach dropped. He-He was holding a knife"
Tw: Knife, cursing, abuse mention
Tommy POV
I saw my life flash before my eyes. I was going to die. Typically, i'd be over joyed at that thought but being killed by this- this- thing was something my own body couldn't stomach. Even after all the abuse he put me through!
He was a sick and vile little cockroach and i wasn't going to sit on this floor and wait for him to kill me. So i did the only thing i can. Run.
He was walking towards me slowly enjoying the feeling of my fear but what he didn't know was walking slowly was going to lose him his pray. His toy. His meat and flesh to manipulate. And boy was he angry when I quickly stood up, bolted to the door flung it open and sprinted out of that house.
I could hear his furious screaming but i never stopped running. My footsteps became rhythmically with my heart. When i was far away only then did i stop and turn into an alleyway for the night.
I was covered in head to toe in bruises as i didn't have makeup with me or a mirror for that matter. But i felt alive? I think at least. Adrenaline pumping through my entire body at what i had just done- i had left dream, the scariest man that i ever had the misfortune of meeting nevertheless have to stay with.
I guess this was what freedom and hope felt like. I would've never thought it would've been this good to run away from the orphanage for good. No more houses. No more old men and or woman to torment me.
I was on the street but i'd find away to make it through this. I always have after particularly bad houses. I would miss puffy though. She was the kindest soul i had ever met. She always wanted what was best for me even if she have to push for it. It sad that I'll probably never see her again.
Laying in that alleyway brought back memories from the past. Laying in an alleyway outside of his original home bleeding against the cold stone reminded me of my mothers own heart. Bitter and cold to the core. There were similar times when i was hiding from crazed men in alleyways trying to kill me but dream definitely took the cake for crazed man of the decade.
Slowly feeling sleep pull me in i drifted to sleep un aware of what the future might hold.
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