CHAPTER 8: Through The Pain

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Panic ran through me. "Ok. Umm. What do we do?" I say. "Amalie! If that boy is still here you're in for it!" An angry voice calls from downstairs. Our eyes widen. "Shit. Um ok. Behind my wardrobe there's a poster. If you pull the poster off, there's a hole in the wall. I used to dig in there when I was little. I wanted to find treasure." We chuckle and I squeeze into the hole. All of a sudden the door swings open. "Right you little scamp. Where is he?" He looks under the bed, behind the curtains and in the wardrobe. A huge shadow cast in the crack. He reaches his chubby arm through until it got stuck. Footsteps rushed out of the room and info next door. Wardrobe doors slammed, glass bottle scuttled across the floor. The footsteps returned and stopped in the doorway. "Good. He's gone. Now, what's on your arm?" Curiosity in his voice. "Oh. Well I passed out from blood lose and when I woke up, a bandage was wrapped in my arm. He must of done it before leaving." Amalie said. Her voice was shaking. "Let my have a look." There was silence. Through the crack, I could slightly see what was going on. He was holding the bandages by the end. He smirked and ripped it. Amalie screamed and burst into tears. "YOU WILL NEVER BE PROTECTED FROM ME!!" He storms off. I crawl out of the hole and rush over to Amalie. Blood spill out of her arm once again. I remember that the bandages were still up her somewhere. I grab them and quickly wrap her arm up again before she loses any or blood. "You've got to get out of here." I said quietly. "But how?" Amalie said with a concerned expression across her face. "Get a bag and father all your things. Take as much as you want but be quick." I look out the window to see some sturdy vines up the wall to the window. "Ok. I've got everything" A smiled on her face. "I'll climb down first and catch you." I explained. The vines weren't as strong as I thought but they were good enough. I jump down and peep through the window. I could see him in the kitchen getting more beers probably. "Be quick before he sees us." I call up. Instead of climbing down, she jumps. She manages to land safely in my arms.

We run across the street and along until we come to my front door. We walk in and to my surprise, it was clean. There was a note in the TV that read
Thomas I'm sorry for being such a jerk. I was so selfish. I broke up with Mark and I'm staying with my mum. I'll be back in two weeks and hopefully we can sort things out between us.
Love from Isabella/ Isabel
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
She's coming back.

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