Escape

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DELILAH P.O.V

Flashback to 2.8 years ago. Jamaica

Numb: deprived of the power of sensation or deprive of feeling or responsiveness.

I was running, running for my life. My feet were hurting. I had lost my shoes a while ago.

"Stop!!" I heard him yell behind me but that didn't scare me anymore.  no a word that could come from his mouth  could hurt me more of what he had said plenty of time before. I had one thing in mind and one thing only. Escape.

When i decide to do this i came to terms with that fact that, one: he could stop me from escaping and beat me like before, or Two: he could stop me and beat me to dead or three: i could finally escape this fucking life i had been leaving for the past year. A fucking year recibing nothing but painfull words and beatings.

"Bitch you better stop before i shot you" there we go, there he is, the monster that only me got to see but That didn't stop me tho, the almost 15 feet that i have ahead of  him give me the feeling that i could actually do this. You can do it Delilah, i said to my self.  I turned my head frantically to see if i can spot any light around this road. Maybe a car. God please!!!

I kept running for what it seems like forever when i saw a little light getting bigger and bigger at the end of the road.

"Please god!" I begged for him to let me get closer to the car. I started to move my hands frantically in the air while screming at the top of my lungs." Help pleaseee help meee"

"Delilah dont make me do it... stop" i hear him said. I looked back at him in time to see the same look he had in his eyes all those time while he hit me. Just this scary blank stare. This is it. I just knew it. I turned my head and the car was like 100 feet away from me. I speed up some more and them i heard the gun shot.

"BLAP.........." i stop dead in my track. Not because of the sound of the loud noise the gun did but because of the burning sensation i felt in my back. I looked down to the right upper part of my chest. Blood was covering my shirt by now. My eyes widen as a single tear rolled down my cheek. I didn't made it. I didn't scape, all of this was for nothing.

I saw the car come to a stop infront of me and the door opened. The last thing my eyes saw before the dark swollow me completely was a men ruuning towards me.

DARKNESS.....

Time passed........

My eyes lid felt so heavy it was a struggle for me to even blink. After some time trying without success to open my eyes i finally did it. Well just one. The light in the room made me close it back again in record time.

"She's awake" a heard a voice said.

"Miss Fay, can you hear me?" A men voice spoke. I tried to open my eyes again and thanks to god someone had block the light. I open my eyes completely this time and two men and a women came to view. I didn't reconigze them but for the thing they were wearing i knew they were doctors and maybe a nurse.

"Miss Fay, my name is doctor Johns and im in charge of you here ij The hospital." he said and the heavy accent was very present in his tone. I was still in the island. My worst fear.
"This here is your nurse." He said signalizing the women besides him "and this here is doctor thomson" i looked at him never changing my blank stared. They talk for like it seems forever and i never heard one thing of whatever they where saying. I zone out while tears fill my eyes.


3 days later.

I was in my hospital room bed seating up with the help of some pilows and looking at my lap. it been 3 days since i woke up in this bed. I asked the nurse what happend and why was i still here. She told me a men brow me here and said he found me on the road. I came here with a gun shot and bruses all over my body. She said i had a concution in the right side of my head from when my body hit the floor after i got shot. The concution produce my head to fill up with blood and they had to do small insition in the back of my head so they can put a iv on it to drained the blood from my head. While they did that i was in a induce coma.

She ask me who did it as well as the police officer and i told them i didn't knew the attacker. I was unconsion for 3 weeks and no one knew where i was. The police decide not to put it in the news because of the bad publucity that it could bring to the place. I was glad they didn't.

"Miss Fay." The nurse said getting my attention as she came inside the room and stop next to my bed. "The doctors will be here soon. He got some news for you" she said and i nod. I really didn't pay attention to what he had to said. i got other stuff to worry about.

"Nurse i need to make a call" She looked at me for a moment before nodding and walking out of the room. The first day she ask me if a needed to call someone, i was just waking up and i simply shook my head. I didn't had no one to call at that moment. She asked the next day 3 times and everytime i said no. Now i was ready, i wasn't ready to let anybody know where i was, but i was ready to go home. Five minutes later she walked in the room and passed me a cell phone. I looked at her with questioning eyes and she simply nod to reasure me that she would be fine. I didn't want her to get in trouble for me. I had cause to much problems to a lot of people already.

I took the phone from her hand and looked at it for a while. This could be the first time in almost a year that i have the oportunity to call someone and he wasn't there to make sure i didn't said anything he doesn't approve. I swallow and dialed the phone number. Two ring later she picked up the phone.

"Hola....." i listen to her voice and the tears that i was holding back since that day i woke up, felt without my concent

"Mariaaaa" i said in a long sob. "Maria in want to go home" i said trying to hold back those sob. She was silent for a while, in shock i guess. She had been by my side since i was 12 and in that period of time she can count with one hand the times that she had see me cry.

"Jesu cristo hija que paso??? Lily are you ok?" I could heard the agony in her voice.
I didn't want her to worry but i couldn't stop the tears or sob from happening.

"Please lily tell me something"

"Maria is a long story..... i just want you to come get me. I lost my passaport." It was a lie. He had take all my documents from me so i could not leave the contry.

"Ok i will leave in the next fly." She said and just hearing her talked to me like she just to talked to me when i was younger send me into tears again.

" take a private jet. You need to be here tonight." I said.

" ok i will be. Where are you?" Is now or never.

"In the hospital, i got shot" a loud gasp left her mouth.

"I knew you were in trouble! I will call you as soon as i get the plane schedule and i let you know at what time i will get there. I will take you documents with me in case we need it. Lily..." she trail off. " i know you know who this to you. Tell the police. he need to pay for what he did to you" she said and i almost wanted to deffent my self and made her think that she was wrong but i didn't have the energy or will power to argue with her.

" maria, come..... soon please" i said and hang up. " thank you" i said to the nurse handing her her phone and turned my body so that i was facing the wall.

8:45 pm

"Lily.......lily" i hear maria's voice outside of my room .

"Mariaaaaa..... mariaaa..." i yell back and seconds later she open the door. Running towards me. she open her arms for me to crash my head in her chest and i did.

" gracias dios mio, thank you god" she said while hugging me as tight as i was hugging her. " stop crying lily, im here we going home soon, i promise" she was talking about my puffy red eyes. I had been crying ever since the doctor came by this morming giving me the worst news ever. That motherfucker had left his mark on me. Now that i had finally escape from that hell of life that he made me live in, now that i had decide to go home he had do that most damage he could possible do. What would i do now? Why is this so hard for me to take the right decission? I need to leave all of this behind. Including this.

Please god help me get throught this. Tomorrow morning this problem will be solve. " Mariax thank you so much" i said and tears started to roll down my cheeks on more time.

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