Rebel?

Chapter three: almost only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades.

I finally get to his house and when I do I knock. Jason passes me not seeing me.
"Hello?"
"It's Ellie. I need to hide here for a while if that's okay. Jason is after me. He's trying to kill me. He found out I cut, and I'm dying. I needed some where that I was safe. It was either here or in Canada. So I choose here. but if your busy I can leave."
"I'm a bit busy."
"I understand. I'll go now. Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt."
"It's okay. Just come back if he sees you or call 911."yea like that'll protect me. I've tried. He gets out and gets to hurt me again, and again. I climb the highest tree I can find and call 911.
"911 what is your emergency?"
"My brother is trying to kill me. I can't climb down unless someone is protecting me. If he sees me he will stab me or stab me or rape me. Like always. I need you or anyone. Please don't let me die by my own brother. Please I need help. Not what I've been getting in the past. I NEED someone now I don't think. I know what he's capable of."
"Where are you at sweetheart?"
"Um 7th street Rockford Illinois. The tallest tree on the left side. It's the 4th tree down. I'm all the way up it. Please say that help is on the way this time. Not just bullshit that happens every time."
"Help is on the way. Do you see your brother?"
"Yea. He's looking at me."
"Bitch. Get the fuck down. Don't make me get you down myself. I will you damn slut."
"tuck the phone into your pocket and stay calm. Keep it so that I am hear what's going on. Help is on the way. I'll tell them to keep their lights and stuff off. "
"Thank you."
"Fuck up. Get your at ass down here." hell no. I'm not moving. He picks up a rock and throws it at me. Causing me to lose my balance after passing the fuck out and falling.
"She's waking up, Tristan, aaron, since you two are the only people here you may go see her." The nurse says.
"Ellie. I should've let you in. It's my fault your in here."
"Where the fuck am I? Last thing I remember is falling out of the tree."
"He beat your ass. Shot you, stabbed you, and hurt you." Tristan growled. He looked pissed.
"Aaron told me what happened and I rushed over here." Tristan states.
"Aaron. It's not your fault. I should've never told him the truth. He can't handle not having a sex slave. If I'm not their he's gonna hurt lizzy or Bella or Tammy. Same with my mother. I'm having the help. Can you get the doctor?"
"It's done. He already did it."
"Really? So there is no chance of the kids getting hurt?" Tristan says.
"They only do it to you. I hid a camera in the rooms of your house to make sure they were okay. Hellen seems happier now that your not their. sorry" Aaron says.
"Sorry. I can live with myself being hurt but not them. Never them."
"Hey. Everything's fine Ellie." Aaron says calmly.
"Thank you so so much. are you and my mom still you know. Fucking?"
"Ha. No. She's a bitch. "
"Okay. Well you made her happy. But not enough to like me being her daughter. It's okay. What happened is just my life. When I go back it'll all be the same. I'll be back to being me and things will happen to me like they always do and your guys lives will be better then they were before you had to worry about me."
"You almost died Ellie." Tristan says worried. I can tell he cares, but I have too many imperfections for him.
"Almost only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades. Tristan. I didn't die though. I'm alive. I'll be fine and you guys will be a lot better without worrying and dealing with me. My life comes with bull shit and that's how it'll always be. I'm sorry. There's no fixing it. I've tried."