As I was in a so called coma? I guess it was or I was just passed out, but it went dark, I couldn't see anything but my body ached and trembled with fear. I didn't actually think she was going to stab me but I guess I was defenitley wrong.
'THUD THUD THUD'
"Aeeeeoooow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.
I turned up right to see a door slightly closing behind me.
'Eeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaa'
"Sweet dreams, bitch." Tabitha said with satisfaction.
'SLAM!!!!!!!!!!'
Tabitha slammed the door so hard that the door knob fell off, but I was totally fine with that, until I relized there's no way I could get out of here unless I could compromise with Tabitha, even if I let her have Jake, She would still want me dead.
To my surprise, I wasn't crying, I wasn't sad, I was determined. The wound where Tabitha stabbed me was still there, but I wasn't bleeding to hard. Because Tabitha being a phsyco maniac that she is, she was nice enough to stitch it up, and wrap gauze around my wound. I knew she put medical alchoal on my wound, because I could feel it, it hurt and burned like crazy, but I needed to keep Jake safe.
"Oh my.. MY PURSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted.
I didn't shout to loud, just enough so Tabitha wouldn't hear me.
Tabitha is obliviously stupid she threw my purse, which contained my cell phone in it.
"Oh!! My battery!! I hope it's here please, please be here..." I said quietly.
"Oh thank goodness." I said.
As soon as I turned my phone back on, I relized I had service and first thing I did was call Jake and tell him what had happend. Then I found a window and snuck out. Tabitha was still inside. I called the cops when I arrived home, we sorted everything out. Turns out Tabitha was planning to torture me with knifes, and guns, and anything she could think of. I also went to court a few weeks later, she got thrown in jail for attempted murder. Thank the lord.
