Adelaide Dove Hindley is a young woman with too many problems to bear. After an abusive episode with her boyfriend, she runs to the pier. She just wanted to escape her life and have some peace but when she finds herself about to jump she doesn't kno...
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I get ready for work while checking my phone.
Sugar Mamma: (AKA Syd)
I was wondering if tonight you wanted to go to another bar.
Me:
Sure! The last time was super fun. Probs not going to go home with a guy tho.
The last time I hooked up with someone was Jole and I felt really guilty after. I hooked up with an employee! I just hope he didn't get fired. I don't want to be a reason someone loses their job.
I'm also trying to focus on myself right now, so that means no sex for a while and minimal amounts of drinking.
I get into my work uniform and start to head out.
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After work, I was so ready to go to the club. I gave a lady the last cookie and I was out of there.
I listen to my music through earbuds on my way home. After walking until I'm three blocks away from my apartment I hear my name being called.
I turn around and see Will. My eyes go wide as I see his face. I walk faster but he catches up to me. I whip my head around once I feel a hand on my shoulder. "Will you know you have no right to touch me even if it's on my shoulder!" I yell and try to keep walking.
"Baby just listen to me," He pleades. "You lost the right to call me that too." I ignore him as he walks next to me. "Adelaide please just talk to me!"
He followed me to my apartment even after I ignored him all the way there. "What the fuck do you want!?" I yell once we get to my door. "Money!? You want some money, Will!?" I yell frustrated at him. I'm not going to give him money I just want to know what the hell he wants.
He stares at me for a second "I want you," He whispers.
This stupid hoe.
I scoff at him, "Well I don't want you," I say unlocking the door.
I open it and pass through I try to shut it before he gets in, but he sticks his foot in the door right before I can close it.
"Will take your foot out of this door or I'm calling the cops!" I yell with a shaky voice. I'm trying so hard to be strong but I don't know what will happen if he gets through.
I try and kick his foot out of the door but he pushes his way through. "You hurt me so much baby," he wines shutting the door behind him.
He looks at me like I'm his prey, and at this, point I am. He stalks closer towards me as I try my best to keep a distance and think about what I'm going to do.
"Will please get out," I tell him. "If you don't want me, then I'll make you want me!" He yells in my face. My bottom lip quivers as he gets closer to me. My heart thumps in my ears as I make a run for it to my room knocking down a lamp on the way.
I close the door and lock it so I can call the cops. I hide in my bathroom as he pounds on the door. I dial 9-1-1 "This is 911 where is the address of your emergency?" I hear the operator ask.
"Please help me my ex-boyfriend is in my house and he's trying to hurt me," I whisper to her with incoherent sobs filling my mouth. "It's ok hun help is on the way."
I gave her my address and Wills's and my name and now I'm just waiting for cops to show up before Will breaks down my door. I can feel the sweat beads on my forehead running down my cheeks mixed with tears.
It feels like the banging on the door is getting louder and closer to me every time.
"Adelaide open this fucking door before I fucking kill you!" He yells as the door starts to come apart. I can hear the hinges breaking off the door frame.
"Don't worry the police will be there very soon," I hear the operator say. It gives me no comfort because I already know what's going to happen.
He's going to kill me and I'm never going to say goodbye to Zane. I'm going to die by the hands of the one I thought I could trust for so many years.
The wood on the door breaks and I hear it collapse to the floor. I grab a curling iron from under my sink so I can try and protect myself in any way I can. My bathroom door doesn't have a lock on it because it broke one night as Will was trying to pick it open with a knife.
He was drunk, I was in the shower and he thought I had someone in there with me. It was only me, obviously.
But now the lock doesn't work.
My breath staggers as I hear his heavy footsteps coming closer to the door. I hold the curling iron in both hands as I balance my phone on my shoulder with my cheek. The door nob jiggles as quiet tears run down my face.
Once the door opens I swing the curling iron and hit him in the head but it's not enough to knock him out. It did stunt him for a second. As I go to run I feel his calloused hands grip onto my waist throwing me onto the bathroom floor.
My breath gets caught in my throat as the wind gets knocked out of me.
I plead historically as he gets on top of me. His eyes are dead and murderous. He pins my hands to my sides, holding them with his knees. "Is this what you fucking wanted!? I never wanted to hurt you but you made me do this! You're the one to blame!" he screams in my face.
I try to pull my hands out of his grasp but he's practically sitting on me. "Please Will please don't hurt me! I didn't mean for this to happen!" I sob out.
He doesn't listen to me and instead pulls me by my hair as I hear a loud slap and feel blood oozing down my face.
I swing my legs onto his back knocking him over, freeing my arms I punch him in the face to hopefully get away from him.
But of course, It doesn't work and he throws me to the floor and I feel large hands on my neck growing tighter and cutting off all circulation. I try to gasp for air and pry his hands off my neck but he just grips me even harder.
We stare at each other as he squeezes the oxygen out of my neck and I slowly begin to fade. My eyes go in and out of black and I wonder if this is my last moment on earth.
I can see a lot but nothing at all. I can see Zane and I curled up on the couch watching a movie with Uno, Syd, and me getting ready to go out. I see Albert giving me soup to help my cold and him stalking the books in his store. I see the morning sun shining from the pier as waves crash onto the shore. I can see the rolled-up blunts I hid under my bed from my foster home. And finally, I saw Zane's blue eyes heavy with emotion when he found me on that pier, and then it all went quiet...
