My Understandings [ON HOLD/EDITING]

My Understandings: Part 19

-Kat's P.O.V.-

I lay on my couch and stare at the ceiling, trying to take a nap and rest. Phil runs his fingers through my hair as we watch Friday The 13th. I just want to feel better again, I've mostly recovered from my fire incident. My burns are fading more everyday and the closer it gets to July the more I just want to leave. Phil and I are leaving in about mid-August and time couldn't be moving any slower. All this shit with Edith's dad makes is hard to feel safe around here. Having Austin in jail is very odd too, her dad is a cunt bag.

I can't imagine why he would do this to us, to his own daughter. I wish I would have seen through the act sooner, I would have had Edith come live with me. There are so many things I could have done to help her out, so many things I could have realized sooner that could possibly save her life.

I know Edith's not the happiest person alive but I promised myself that I would never let anything happen to her again. Ever since that day in 10th grade I've been trying to keep an eye on her, make sure she's ok. Make sure that she's happy. I close my eyes and begin to remember that terrible... terrible day...

....

"Everything's going to be ok Edith? He didn't mean those things, and if he did then he's a douche and I'm glad you broke up with him." I reassure her. Her boyfriend, Chase, had cheated on her a few days ago with some skank from the 11th grade. When she broke up with him he called her a cunt and left her standing there embarrassed at the park. She ran home and I followed, knowing that she needed my help.

Edith nods and I put my shoes on and start to head out the door. I'm pretty sure she's going to be ok. I've been here for  an hour and I'm going to call her later to make sure she's ok. I give her a hug and walk out the door to my car.

It almost 10PM and  I've called Edith ten times. I have no idea where she is and I'm freaking out. Phil texts me telling me that she's ok, and that she probably went to bed. An idea pops into my head. Why don't I just call Alan? He always knows what's up with Edith. I scroll down my contacts until I find Alan's name and hit the CALL button. The line rings but I never hear Alan answer. I call him one more time, just to make sure. Again, no answer. I guess he fell asleep too...

I'll just wait until tomorrow.

It's 3AM and I hear my phone buzzing on my bedside table. Who would be calling me at this time of night? I ignore the call and wrap a pillow around my head to drown out the noise, it finally stops and I sigh in relief. All I want to do is sleep. My phone buzzes again and I throw the pillow across the room and pick up the phone. This better be fucking important.

"Hello?" I say harshly. I hear sobbing on the other line, cries from someone I never thought I would hear cry. "Alan?" I question. The quiet sobs continue and I hear him sniffle. 

"You need to come to the hospital. Right now." He chokes out. My heart starts racing as I think of who could be hurt. I get out of my bed and grab my car keys. I stop dead in my tracks as I realize... Edith.

"Alan what happened?" I say starting to cry. I put a hand over my mouth as he explains.

"I went to Edith's house because she wasn't answering my calls and I wanted to make sure she was ok. So I... I climbed up to her window and she was just... lifeless on the floor. With ... blood everywhere." He sobs out. 

"I'll be right there!" I shout through my cries as I run downstairs and to my car. I speed down the highway to the hospital, my driving being a little reckless due to my constant crying. I hop out of my car and run into the hospital. A nurse informs me which room Edith is in and I sprint down the halls. I see a familiar face look up at me as I run towards Edith's room.