Getaway

025

Athena

The first time someone made me feel something was with my first boyfriend. The little butterflies fluttering in my stomach. In that moment all I wanted was someone who accepted me, all of me without having to behave differently just to make the people around me happy. I didn't found that in my house, first my brother who told me a lot of hurtful things just to make me feel inferior and I didn't do anything for fear of being a bad sister, saying things like I was useless, nobody would never like or accept me, that everything I did was wrong and blaming me for things that other people did wrong. Then my parents, they were practically absent in my childhood because for their work they had to travel a lot. When I was little I didn't care much, at that moment the only thing that mattered to me were the dolls, but when I started to grow up and that feeling changed, I wanted them to save me. But they didn't. I can't blame them, they didn't know anything, I didn't want to be a burder to them. I didn't wanna be a disappointment. 

So I didn't say anything. 

But I did realize something, one day my father started to be colder with Harry. To give him hard glares, his voice more stern... I though he didn't mean it, thinking that he was stressed with work and was paying it with him. I still don't know what happened for him to change so suddenly. But one thing I remember very clear is that day. It will be stuck in my mind forever. Like a darkness waiting to consume me, and I did not want to be consumed.

I was running, trying to escape from the dark monster that was chasing me. He was so fast! I don't want to get eaten, I have to go to the zoo first and see monkeys, penguins and giraffes. 

But luck was not in my favor since a stone that I had not seen made me fall. 

Ugh, I hate rocks they're so big and hard. 

(I hope you didn't think of anything else. I'm sorry, heh)

I didn't have time to move because the dark monster was aproaching me, so I closed my eyes hoping that when I open them again he would no longer be there. 

But he was. 

And he was scarier, now he had greyish skin with sharper teeth than before and his eyes were completely black eyes. I couldn't move, my little legs did not want to work properly. I want to grow up because that way I'll have longer legs and I'll be able to escape the dark monster. 

He stops right in front of me and I pull back to put some distance between me and that ugly thing. But he grabs me by the foot and pulls me towards him, now I have no escape, I would have liked to say goodbye to my stuffed animals but it will be impossible. They will be left alone and who will take care of them if not me?

And before I can scream for help, I start to see black dots and then nothing. 

***

I wake up panting and breathing fast. I want mommy to help me but I look at my clock on my nightstand and realize its to early in the morning to wake her up. So I wrap my hands around my little legs and closed my eyes hoping that that monster doesn't come for me again, and it doesn't come back, but the memories are still there and they chase me. I try to ignore it but it's very difficult when all they do is chase you. 

After crying in silence, not wanting to wake anybody up, I decide that I will go to Harry's room. He will be happy to help me. So that's why I start walking as quiet as I can, avoiding the parts of the ground that are known to make noise when you walk over them.

When I reach Harry's room I enter without knocking, it's a habit we have. Harry is laying on his bed watching something in his phone, it seems important because he is breathing very heavily and making some strange noises.