>> This is when I start to remember. Everything comes rushing back through my head in flashbacks.<<
It was at Amanda’s party,
The loud noises, crowds of drunken people. It was all messing around in my ears giving me a headache. I’ve never really liked parties. It’s just too much for me.
I needed some fresh air. I pushed past crowds to the end of the room where the loud speakers were, I remember the song, it was Heartbreak Girl by 5 seconds of summer, I sung the song quietly to myself. As the song was over I walked past to the exit door that lead straight outside the back of the building.
I forget why I went to that party, I think Amanda invited the whole school, I guess I had nothing better to do on a Thursday night since my bestfriend April is gone to a concert in Melbourne, damn I wish I came in her suitcase.
I have another memory.
When I was outside walking around the streets in the dark, chilly and misty night. The breeze was freezing, I covered my chest with my red coat, holding my arms tight to my body, I didn’t want to go too far but I just kept on walking.
I’m not sure why but I just did.
Suddenly an arm landed on my shoulder and a hand covering my mouth from screaming, I bit the hand and I heard him swear, he forced me to face him, he was wearing all black, half his face was even black. Everything was in slow mode after that, a fist headed straight to my jaw, I tried to defend myself as much as I could, remembering the fighting skills my friend once told me to do.
I managed to trip him over with my feet, I also got up to my feet to run away, thinking I could get away so easily but only to run into another guy dressed in black too. The two guys ganged up on me, were they going to kill me?
They both scratched from beneath my eye to my cheek with the blade of a knife, tears were streaming down my face continuously as I whimpered helplessly. They pushed me to the ground and kicked me several times. It hurt so much. Two against one. I had no way of escaping the pain.
Another memory came through to some guy running up behind them, grabbing the back of their shoulders and pushing them both to the ground and crouching down to their level to punch them right into their faces with his fist.
The two guys ran off scared to their wits.
By now I realised I’m going to live but I was too dizzy to realise what was really going on. I was lifted up, taken into a car and driven off.
*Out of flashback.*
I know it was him, I remember the face that saved me. All I could think about was how I have to thank him.
I glanced to him and gave him a hug then whispered, “thankyou”.
I stood up and cheaked the time. It’s 2:21pm, so it happened about 17 hours ago.
“Are you feeling okay now?” I heard him say,
“I think so” I say, I look around anywhere but him, not knowing what to say even though there’s so many questions unanswered.
“Do you know who your attackers might be?” he says with curiosity,
“No I don’t know, I need to know! Why did they...who...” I say almost breaking into tears.
“Shhh, we will find out.” He says pulling me into another hug. Should I be hugging strangers? Is he a stranger?
No, he's not a stranger, don't be stupid he just saved you.
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Hi. Thankyou so much for reading! I know it's not great and that I should have said more but all well.
