Biting Back (Completed)

The past bites

*Trigger warning . This is a sad chapter and does contain  mature content. You have been warned.*

I don't want to go home, but I need to get going. I spent the night with Micheal. I made him sleep on the couch and vomited in his bed and then left by midnight. That was karma delivered to him personally, also payback at him for having such an ugly left toe. I stole a shirt from him to cover myself up a little bit before I headed out so I wouldn't attract any more Mr. Serial killer men around me, I have enough of those, the fact I have those is just shows how low my life has gone. Now I just wander the empty quiet streets of the city. I probably look like a fucking prostitute. I don't want to go home though, I can't go home. I know a small park that is just around the corner here somewhere that me and Micheal used to wander when we were in our honeymoon beginning. I can get a bench there. I should go home. The reality of the situation now is I'm going to have to start crashing at other people's houses or wander the streets alone as a woman. It has only been by my pure luck Erick or some other freak didn't kill me or attack me. But my luck is only so strong. It's fighting demons in the background as I walk straight into the fire head first. No protection, just skin and bones, all set to flames. The only thing saving me was the people around me. I walked to the park and sat down on an empty bench and put my feet up and held them as I placed my head on my knees and looked forward. Tears ran down my cheeks. The last of my makeup now long gone. I feel like I have lost everything. My life, the friends, the flies that swarm above me as I sleep in bed, the nights I would eat icecream and cry while watching nostalgic movies, the times I would hang out with friends and we would drink and dance till we dropped down dead is gone. I don't want to lose any more. I don't want to be a tragedy. I'm the loser, he won the game he started. I lost my own life to my misery and freedom. I see it was only a matter of time till I met him. He's just an exaggerated verison of my past relationships. Not even past relationship with people, even what I have now. I knew he had been stalking me ever since I first collapsed on the dance floor. It wasn't all a dream. I got up and kept going. My hair was frizzy and curled when I woke up, that only happens when it air dries after rain. I also had a stamp from the last club on my arm. I know he's close, closer then comfortable. I placed my head down on my knees. I could hear footsteps walk by and someone sat down besides me. "It seems you lost one of your shoes, my Cinderella." He said sitting besides me. "Kevin, what are you doing here?" I lifted my head up and looked to see no one sitting there. I've lost my mind, it's official. I've committed to the bit...
I stood up and looked around the empty dark park. I went on walking freezing. I guess it's necessary I go home. What if Ericks not real. All those times I thought I was seeing him, I was actually out there killing. I'm not sure what's real anymore. What's wrong with me. I'm out at midnight barefoot carrying one heel and wearing a shirt I stole from my ex to cover up my slut dress. What happened to me... Where did Angela go. I don't want to be like this. I walked towards the center of the park where a small fountain was located to mark the middle. I sat down on the curb of the fountain. I put my hand in the water and played around, swirling the water with the tips of my fingers. The water rippled circles going out. I could see the night sky reflected in the water. The stars looked as if they were shining a bit brighter then usual. "What the hell!?" I screamed out and jumped up as my eyes were locked on the water. I leaned over the fountain to confirm what I saw. It looked like Erick was standing besides me looking down into the water. His face though, he was almost unrecognizable. He looked unreal, like a monster that lives only in fairytales. I kept looking and his reflection didn't move, he reflection stood there besides me. His eyes remained the same. He looked like he was tearing up. I leaned a little too much over the fountain analyzing the strange reflection in the water and dropped down into the fountain head first. I never cease to make myself a fucking fool. No one's around to witness my tomfoolery this time. The white shirt is not doing much help covering me now that it's wet and practically see though as it glues to my body. It looked almost like I had fresh blood covering me with the red from the dress peeking through the white in the shirt. I got out of the fountain and started my walk back home. I went to the train station. It was empty, or it seemed so at first. I saw a man leaning against a pillar. He looked so familiar. "Dad?" I called out to him quietly as the tears ran down one by one. He lifted his head up and walked towards me and held my hands together. "Let's go get your doll back baby." He said. "But dad-" I called out to him but he disappeared just as quickly the train arrived. I looked at the train still in shock of seeing my father. I saw a glipse of that same reflection of Erick in the train windows standing besides me. I stood there and watched as the train went by without me. My breathing became irregular and I stood there processing the appearance of my father. I could never forget his face. He hadn't aged a day, not like he would any time soon, it's just I didn't think I had such a clear memory of him ever. I shouldn't have made him go back to get my doll. It was my fault.
I was in total shock standing on the train platform. I couldn't move until I noticed a rat on the train tracks. It ran over the rails and went over and nibbled on some left over food crumbs on the tracks. I heard as a distance train arriving. The rat was about to be sliced or hit. The only time I could save something, I thought to myself. I jumped down and tried to grab the rat as it ran away to it's burrow. The train I heard was heading straight my way as I could see the headlights light up my world. I stood up and frozen staring at the train coming closer and closer, faster and faster. I smiled while I cried out I saved him. I could save his life...
I was suddenly jerked up and tossed on the train platform. I laid on my side and caughed. I could see all my happy memories flash by me. I was just a child, running around free in the backyard, doing my homework like it was a prison sentence, when I could live my life carefree. The memories of my close friends as we all hung out. I thought the moments that flashed with my friends would make me happy. But I realized I could feel the pain greater then ever that I hid in the moments with them. I was fleeing myself. The pain I covered came back and turned physical. I turned to lay on my back as I could see the light hanging above me, blinding me with false hope. The light was blocked suddenly and I squinted my eyes to see Erick standing over me. He knelt down and and examined me concerned. He looked tired. "You look like shit, no offense." I said and giggled before I closed my eyes and drifted away.