Save Me

Ch. 13 - "Well this ones a little different"

I stared at the image portrayed in the mirror, wondering where everything went wrong. My body was covered in scars and bruises and I was just tired. 

I shut my eyes, wanting to forget all of the painful memories of what just happened with my dad. The usual, but for some reason worse this time. 

I blinked once hard, forcing the tears out of my eyes that were blurring my vision. I quickly wiped away the tears, needing to hide everything right now. Because in 30 minutes Justin was going to pick me up, and I was a mess. 

I quickly threw on some clothes before heading into the bathroom. I wiped off all of the makeup that was remaining on my tear stained face and re-applied most of it. I fixed my hair, curling the pieces that were slowly turning straight. 

I sauntered back into my room as I tried to regain my composure from what had just happened. I was used to it, but everytime it phased me. 

My own dad, someone who helped create me....

How he could do things so horrible was beyond me. 

Taking a deep breath, I tried to let everything go. Sitting here alone was making it worse, and thankfully in a couple minutes I would be with Justin. 

Did i want something to happen between us? I would be lying if I said no. But was I going to let something happen? That was the problem. I didn't know what I want. 

My phone vibrated as I received a text message from Justin, telling me that he was here. I walked downstairs, remembering that my dad had left earlier. I grabbed my purse and my coat before opening the door as the cold air brushed against my skin. 

Justin's car was parked on my driveway and I walked towards it as he got out, walking over to the other side of the car. He opened the door for me and I thanked him and smiled. 

"Are you gonna tell me what we have planned for tonight?" I asked once he got back inside the car. 

"Probably not," He replied while shaking his head. "It's a surprise." 

"But-" 

"Nope," He cut in.

I stuck my tongue out at him before resting back in the seat.  There was an awkward silence and Justin reached out to turn on the radio. 

He pulled into a parking lot to what I was guessing was the back of a building, somewhere I had never been before. 

"Take this," He said, handing something my way. 

I looked down and he was holding a blindfold. "No way." 

"Come onnn," He whined. 

"No!" I cried, "I don't even know where your taking me! For all I know you could murder me tonight!" 

Justin tilted his head as to act like he was considering it. I slapped his arm, causing him to laugh. 

"I would never do that," He said. 

"And how can I trust you?" I asked, crossing my arms. 

"Because I'm not going to," He spoke slowly, nudging me with the blindfold. I turned my head, allowing him to place it over my eyes and tie it in the back. 

"I hate this," I complained as I heard Justin get out of the car. "You better not be leaving me here to die!"  

I heard Justin laugh as the car door opened. "Don't worry." He suddenly took my hand, butterflies swarming around in my stomach as he did so. I felt safe when he held my hand, like nothing could ever happen to me.