Morning came and I woke up all alone. Despite not seeing the principal's face, I still feel at ease as I read the note she left on the table. She said that she has something important to do that's why she left early and didn't wake me up and that she wishes me a happy birthday again. I wonder what time she'll be back.
I can't help but smile remembering the talk we had last night. I can't believe how sweet and sincere she was. She did nothing but understand and wait patiently for me. I wish I could repay her someday.
With that aside, I took a quick bath and head downstairs to eat. It's already a bit late so I'm basically having brunch now. I decided to make a simple toast and eggs and instead of coffee I had water. I don't feel like having coffee today. While eating I was thinking about whether I should go back home to get my stuff or not. A huge part of me refuses to go back but everytime I remember the things I left there especially the keychain that the principal gave me, I can't help but want to take it back so badly and I also want to take the remaining money I had left at home to buy the principal a gift. I already have something in mind so the only problem is the money but since my paycheck is still not due for another month, this is the only option I could think of. Besides, I wouldn't dare borrow any money from them. I want it to come directly from the money I earned myself, if not then it won't be worth it anymore.
After contemplating for a couple of minutes, I finally made up my mind and that is to go back home. I just hope that bastard is not there when I go back. It'll be troublesome if that happens. I made sure to lock the principal's house first before making my way home. I have a bad feeling about this yet my feet kept walking towards the direction of the place I've been dreading to go back now. I tried to shrug the thought aside and focus in my goal and that is to retrieve all the stuff I could take as quickly as possible then leave. Which is easier said than done.
As I grew nearer and nearer to my house, the stronger my gut kicks in. Going back in this house felt really unsettling and uncomfortable. It's more frightening now compared back then. I stopped briefly in the front door and waited for a while. I'm checking if he's there or not but oddly enough I don't feel or hear anything which means there's a possibility that he's not home.
I took a deep breath first before I turned the knob and gently pushed it open. My voice almost caught up my throat from the anticipation but when I saw that the house is empty I immediately released a breath of relief. I took careful steps inside and up until my room where I immediately grabbed everything I could carry and shove it in my bag. I took the keychain and put it in my pocket then I slung my bag on my right shoulder and quietly head downstairs.
There was still no sign of that bastard when I got downstairs. Just when I thought that I was safe, a chill ran down my spine causing me to turn around. My heart dropped the moment I saw him standing just a few meters from me. He was heaving loudly and his eyes looks menacing as he walk towards me.
I told myself to move and run away but my feet won't obey me, I was suddenly frozen in place. He bared his teeth raising his fist and that terrifying sight finally woken up my body causing my hand to move and threw my bag at him which he caught then threw aside. What I did only made him even more furious. My legs moved and ran towards the door but he was quick to grab my hair and pull me back before I can even reach the doorknob. I hissed and just when Raven was about to take over I quickly pushed her back, refusing for her to take my place. I'll handle this once and for all. I spun around and stepped on his foot which made him loosen his grip of my hair.
"You fucking brat!! Don't think you can run away like that. I'll break you for good!!" he shouted angrily, grabbing my arm tightly, almost crushing my bones.
"Ahhh!!" I screamed then tried to hit him with my other hand but he just swatted it aside. He's drunk yet the bloodlust in his eyes appears to drive him even more to kill me which explains his inhuman strength. He almost look like he's out of his mind.
"Useless...good for nothing....insolent brat!!" he shouted slapping my face again and again. He even punched my stomach countless times knocking the air out of my lungs. I cough and blood came out of my mouth.
Despite that, I clenched my teeth and refused to show any signs of weakness in front of him as I swung my leg towards his groin. He screamed and let go of my hand as he grab his groin. I staggered backwards in slight relief however my eyes widened in shock and panic when he stood straight again as if he was no longer in pain. Fuck! Is this guy on drugs?
I didn't have time to even breathe let alone move when he suddenly lunged towards me like some ferocious animal. Slamming my back on the floor with his hands tightly choking my neck and pinning me down. I scratch his arms and even kicked him as much as I could as I struggle to break free with all my strength yet to no avail. Nothing seems to affect this bastard. Veins popped in his arms as he squeezed my neck tighter completely cutting off my airway. Tears filled my eyes as I slowly run out of breath. My hands reached out to him, pushing and scratching his face. He roared in anger when my finger poked his eyes causing him to let go of me. I gasp for air while holding my neck, barely having the time to breathe.
It took this bastard only a few seconds to recover before he lunged back at me again, this time with a glinting knife in his hand which he pulled behind his pocket. I have a rough idea that he had that knife in his pocket as a last resort. Fucking asshole. He really wishes to kill me.
I crawled away from him as fast as I could yet he was still able to grab hold of my feet and pull me back. I immediately twisted my body around just in time to stop his arm that is holding a knife from stabbing me. My hands trembled from his overwhelming strength trying to stop the tip of the knife from penetrating my skin. He's too strong eventhough he's in a drunken state, the adrenaline and bloodlust he feels only elevated his strength but I can't simply let him overpower me. His other arm tried to pull my hands away but I held on tightly, ignoring the stinging pain of my arms caused by his nails that are scratching my bare skin along with his forceful hand that's enough to break my bones.
Sweat trickled from my forehead down to my neck and at this point my arms are starting to give out and I'm starting to lose my breath as well.
"DIE!!!!" he shouted. Using his other hand this bastard let out a guttural scream then pushed his hand down with all his strength. I let out an earsplitting scream, feeling the excruciating pain of the knife that dug deep just below my right shoulder. Blood trickled out of my shoulder and down my chest as I wretched and screamed from the agonizing pain. It felt like my body is burning and my insides tossing and turning. The tremendous and unexplainable pain made me sob which only fueled this bastard's anger.
His eyes looked unsatisfied and murderous at the same time. "No one would notice if a piece of trash like you will disappear. So just die!!" he hissed. He's obviously out of his mind now and I know he won't stop until I'm nothing but a cold body lying on the floor.
The thought of dying, horrified me. This is not the end I expected nor wanted.
No!!! I can't die. I still need to get back to Laina. Yet my body feels too weak, I don't think I will last any longer let alone stay conscious at this rate.
My eyes widened in horror and I panicked when this asshole grabbed the hilt of the knife and tried to pull it out but I quickly grabbed his wrist to prevent him from doing so. His other hand pulled my hair and it made me scream yet I didn't made any attempt to let go of his hand.
"Let go you useless imbecile!! You deserve to die!!" he growled pulling my hair harder which made me scream once again. He slammed my head on the floor causing me to loosen my grip. He then took that chance to pull out the knife causing blood to gushed out my shoulder like waterfalls.
"Ahhhh!!" I let out another piercing scream and just like that my visions blurred and dimmed due to the pain and the impact. Tears fogged my eyes and the last thing I saw was the bastard being pinned down on the floor by armed men in uniform as he shouted bloody murder while struggling to break free from them.
"You're safe now," I heard a man's voice spoke. I forced my eyes open but all I saw is a familiar silhouette of a man. So this is the man who has been following me around, I thought to myself before I finally passed out.
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General FictionDawn is a senior student who lives with her abusive father. Her mother and sister died when she was young protecting Dawn from abuse. She was traumatize by the loss of her mother and sister causing her to create Raven as a way to cope with the traum...
