I ran as fast as I could, and stopped after 5 minutes of running. Heavily, I breathed. I looked behind me, and saw a trail of blood.
"Oh shit," I muttered under my breath. Hopefully the poilce won't notice that...but they were going to notice, they were! I panicked, thinking what to do. Blood still poured down my face and arms, my head was beating like hell, and i couldn't breath properly. There was a stupid trial of blood the cops are going to follow and Oh gosh, I'm in big trouble! I ripped off the sleve to my shirt and cleaned up myself.
There were footsteps coming my way.
"I know someone is out there!" a deep voice called out from miles away.
I took a deep breath and began to run again. I heard them running after me.
"Oh no!" I cried.
My eyes became blurry, my head was pounding more than ever...but I couldn't stop now. No, no, no! Don't stop, you can do it! Whatever you do, don't pass out I said to myself.
"HEY YOU!" The cops voice yelled out.
"Aghhh!" I cried.
I went left to right, up and down streets until I thought I lost them. I stopped in the middle of the street, and tried to find some air to breath...nothing. There was no air!
"She's over there guys," the same deep voice said.
Every part of my body was aching. Blood was still pouring out my body eeverywhere! I had no choice to give up....
Police cars circled around me; there lights twirling round and round, and the sirens going off. Wow, it's amazing how they caught up so quickly! Suddenly....I just passed out.
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"Doctor, she isn't waking up! What's wrong with her?" I heard my mom's voice say.
I felt her hands hold mine, and she held it tight. It wasn't my mom's hand though...when my eyes fluttered she was the first thing I saw. She smiled, tears in her eyes.
"Melinda," my little sister called.
She squezzed my hand even tighter, and started to cry.
A tear roll down my face.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too Natalie," I said, giving her a kiss.
"She's awake! Oh thank God, she's awake," My mom cried.
"Good morning mom," I giggled.
"Are you OK? Who hurt you? I'm going to kick that persons butt!" My mom said all at once.
"Mom, calm down!" I started, "what do you mean, who hurt me?"
"You don't remeber what happened?" The doctor asked worridly.
"Of course I remeber what happened, but no one--"
"The police said you were attacked in the house! Somehow, you managed to get away," mom cut me off.
"Oh, I see now," I whispered to myself.
"So do you remeber who it was?"
I didn't answer for a while, "Um...I don't really feel like talking about it now. How bout later?"
"Yes, she did lose alot of blood, you might want to give her a break miss," the doctor informed my mom.
"OK sweetie, when we get home you can tell me everything,"
I sighed in relief...what was I going to tell them though?
"Melinda!" I heard a familiar voice call.
My best friend Jenny walked in through the door.
"Oh my god, Jenny what are you doing here!"
"Well, I heard about you on the news! So I--"
"Wait I'm on the news?" I shockly asked.
"Well yea, it was kind of a big thing that happened!"
Though it was kind of cool I was on TV, I didn't want everyone to know what happened!
"Oh gosh..." I muttered.
"What's wrong?" Jenny asked.
"Guys, is it OK if I talk to Jenny alone?" I told my mom and sister...and I guess the doctor.
"Sure thing sweetheart!" My mom answered.
As soon as they all left, I let out a big groan.
"I'm so sorry," Jenny softly said, "Who did this to you?"
"It was no one,"
"Well it had to be someone, that's what everyone is saying,"
"OK...I'm going to tell you what really happened,"
"What do you mean?" Jenny asked.
"You promise not to tell anyone!"
"Yes, I promise!"
"Cross your heart?"
"Yep!" She said as she crossed her heart.
"Ha, ha OK...well no one hurt me, really. I actually hurt myself,"
"What? How could you hurt yourself?"
"I'm the one who trashed the house. I broke all the glass, I did everything they said someone else did! Now everyone thinks someone else did it, and I dont know what to do anymore!" I cried.
There was a long silence. Jenny's face was still like a statue.
"Jenny? Are you OK?"
She didn't answer for a while...
"Why...why? Why would you do that to yourself!" she yelled.
I looked down and mummbled, "because he doesn't love me..."
