My abuser

chapter 10

I stopped moving. I could feel his eyes on me. I waited for what felt like forever for the yelling to come. It never came though. I slowly turned my head and saw the green-eyed boy on the other side of the room leaning against the wall. My eyes went wide from shock. He looked at me with tired in his eyes.
"Your dads not coming for a while" he finally said.
"What do you mean" I asked with a little fright yet excitement in my eyes.

i was that my dad didn't bring me to the hospital. but yet i didn't believe that the green eyed boy that lives next to me did this for me. no one has ever done this for me. not even my mom when i was allowed to see her. i didn't even remember him bringing me here.

"your dad was dead asleep when we left and i didn't call the cops. i told the nurses that you fainted, no that your dad stabbed you." he said while looking down at his feet, as if they were interesting or something. he hadn't moved from that very spot on the wall either.

" you didn't have to do this you know" i said in a whining tone and moved my head back.

"yes i did......"

he was interrupted by a nurse walking though the door. i eyed her up and down. she was big with blue eyes and corn yellow hair. i just sighed as she did the usual stuff they do. usual meaning bug the hell out me until i either wanted to punch her in the face or cry from how frustrated i was. she kept going on and on about how I could've died and how i need to be more careful about having knifes. She got quit annoying after a while. I was actually tempted to punch her.

She left not long after I started clenching my fist trying to figure out where to punch her. i still had to many questions going around in my head to even know where to begin. plus i half remembered the questions i already asked. 

"if you have nothing left to say or ask then i might as well leave". he said pushing his back off the wall.

"Wait, please your all i have right now.........i just cant handle it if you........ please just stay". i said trying not to sound as pitiful as i actually was.

"fine but if i start to feel unneeded then i will leave" he said while turning and walking over to the side of my bed.

i had so many questions going through my head that i didn't even now how to start. i mean why did he even take me for the hospital? why did he lie to the cops to protect my father? what happened to my father and the other men who hurt me to? what happened if the cops went to my house and saw all the blood? did my grandmother now what happened? was she even okay? was my cat or dog okay?

"What happened after you took me to the hospital" i asked with a small voice.

"the cops came by while you were asleep and started asking questions. i told them that you were making something and tripped on something and somehow in the process stabbed yourself in the leg."

"and my dad"?

"he was in his bed when i left, i went back so i could get you clothes but he was gone".

"do you know where he went"?

"no i don't but i do know that he isn't going to be coming back in a while".

"what do you mean...... did he leave....... was he arre........" i said trying to find the right question to ask.

"no he packed a bag and stopped by your grandmothers and said some things then left at least that's what there  telling me" he said the left part as if he was mumbling it to himself.

" what do you mean he went over to my grandmothers.what did he say or......... did he do anything to her" i said in a calm voice.

" he ummmm he told her that they...... would meet up again...... in haven one day".

 " what did he do to my grandmother" i said behind gritted teeth and an angered voice.

"he shut off her life support and shot one of the nurses that cared for her to. he left before he could get caught. there are police officers looking for him every where they can think of".

" they don't know where he went. they can't find him. for all i know he could be in my room looking through my things or outside in the parking lot waiting for me to com outside so he can kill me to."

" you need to calm down its okay he's not here. the cops are out looking for him and there also outside your door its fine he cant get to you" he said trying to grab one of my hands but failing from me pulling away.

"don't you get it, im not going to be safe as long as he's out there. hes going to keep on trying to get me. he wont stop till one of is dead. he will never stop." i said looking down and letting a single solemn tear role down my face.