Icy Blues (Gerard Way Teacher)

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Keep Running

It's time. Holy shit it's time. The keys feel strange in my hand as I hold them with an iron grip. Every step that I take, the more tense I feel. This is it. I need clothes. It's still cold outside. Snow. I creep down the stairs. Never letting my heels touch the floor. At any moment, he could hear me. I can't let this chance pass. I finally make it down to 'my room' and see the clothes I was once wearing before I put on the dress. He didn't take them away. Good. I slip into the clothing. A long sleeve V-neck and leggings. It isn't much, but It'll keep me warm enough to hopefully find help. Shoes. Fuck I don't have shoes only heels. Gerard figured I'd have no use for them if I never leave him. Never go outside. Fucking ass hole. I need to figure something out because I'd like to still walk once I manage to get out. I scan the room. There really isn't much. It's almost as bare as the day I was thrown down here. I look at the small little dresser. Full of nothing but skimpy outfits and... socks! I rush over, carefully, and open the sock drawer. It's not shoes but If I layer them up it can block out the cold for long enough to hopefully find help. I only have enough for five socks on each foot. But it'll do. This is it. I'm nervous but have never been more ready in my life. 

The front door has never felt so intimidating. I look down at the keys. Then to the door. 'I can do this' I attempt to regulate my breathing. But the thought of my freedom standing right in front of me has be feeling giddy inside. The keys only look like keys for locks. No car keys. I would have been free for sure if there was. But I don't have time to look for them. Maybe I do. But there is no way I'm acting risky right now. I hold one key out and slowly put it into the lock. Twisting it I realize it's not the right key. Fuck. I pull it out and quickly shove another one in. Relief floods my chest as the lock clicks. With a deep breath I rip open the door in attempt to mask the loud screech it makes whenever Gerard comes home. It creeks but not loudly. Not loud enough to reach his room. The cold air flushes my body and snowflakes melt as they land on my face. I breathe it in, the smell of the cold winter air has never felt so welcoming. And I've never felt to accepting. 

The socks are holding up well. Not great as I am starting to feel cold after being out here for only five minutes. It's snowed a lot the past few days and Gerard hasn't shoveled anything. The snow is knee deep and although I'm outside I'm still trying to be slow and quiet. But the cold is starting to get to me. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Maybe I should have waited for a better opportunity in the spring or summer. No. I was given this opportunity for a reason. I have to take it. 

I near the road, I risk a glance back at the house that has held me captive for the last few months. My heart drops. I see lights on that I didn't leave on. But I left the front door open. Fuck! I squint through the thick flakes of snow and see a silhouette moving erratically. I need to hurry. Now. 

 His driveway is long and trying to run through deep snow is like running in water. "Riley!" His voice sends chills through my whole body. The anger in his voice is like none I've heard before. If he catches me. I'm dead. Worse then dead. I finally reach the cleared off road. A van comes into sight, one I've never seen before. When I step into the road it's bright lights instantly blind me. Oh no. Was this a set up? Did he know I was going to try. I turn the other way to run but a voice stops me. 

"Riley stop!" It's not Gerard. Its a woman. A woman? Who? I take the chance and glance back. My heart instantly warms as Jades beautiful blonde hair is illuminated by the headlights. "Oh my god." My voice breaks as I rush over to her. Her arms wrap around me tightly and I'm quick to return the hold. "What-what are you doing here?" I question as she drags me by my wrist to the van. "Frank. He told us everything. Aron, Raelyn, Gerard. Everything." She slides open the door to reveal Daniel's shocked face. "So we thought we'd do our own digging." Before any of us could say another word Gerard's angry voice booms once more. "We have to go. Now!" Jade and I climb into the back and slam the door closed. Daniel slides into the front seat.