A GRAIN OF HOPE

Chapter 4

        I closed my eyes really tight and tried not to cry but i couldn't help myself,Tears started to role down my eyes. I said to him , " please stop don't do this" in a small whimpey voice. He looked down at me and said, " I love it when my bitches beg" and ended it with an evil smirk.  All of a sudden  just before he walked up the stairs i heard a sirens coming from everywhere. The boy pushed me down on the ground and they all started to run. I was relived  all at once. My groceries were scattered all over the ground. One by one I gathered them and put them back into the bags. As I walked home, I kept feeling sharp pains coming from my elbows. I pulled up my sleeves and seen that they were skint to the white meat with blood all over them. My stomach felt weak, for I didn't like the sight of blood. I pulled out my key and opened the door to my apartment.  

        I sat my groceries on the table and flicked the light switch excited to see that they were turned on. I started to put up my groceries leaving out whatever i was going to eat later. If my mother didn't teach me anything else she taught me how to survive by leaving me to do everything for myself. I filled the pot up with water  and sat it on the stove, I decided to make spaghetti. I turned on some cold water and ran it over my elbows then drying them with a towel. I heard a knock at the door and I started to worry. I didn't have any friends, a  boyfriend, and i knew it couldn't be my mom. I eased to the door and peeped out the whole and i dint see anybody. I started to get frightened. I decided to stop acting like a little bitch and open the door. I unlocked the latches and eased the door open i peeked outside but i still couldn't see anybody. I looked down and saw a big brown box taped down with grey duck-tape. I stared at the box, anticipating  to open it. I took the key form my key chain to cut open the tape. Laying  in the box were clothes, food, and a big yellow envelope. I quickly brought the box inside and locked the door.  I picked up the yellow envelope and opened it. It was two small envelopes and note stuck inside. The note read , " I know your probably wondering  why i left you this food and money. I seen the way you were living when I took you home that night. I don't live much better than you, but I live decent. I'm struggling myself ,but i seen that you were in need and I had some money already saved up so i decided to help you out. I hope you don't think i'm crazy or anything. I'm not trying to stalk you or anything i'm just a loving person and plus i think your cute. I know you probably have a lot of questions to ask me. Hey i understand i would be worried to if someone did all of this for me and i didn't know know who they were and why they were doing it. So look in the the bottom of the box theirs a  cell phone with my number in it whenever you want to talk and find out your stalker lol just kidding, just give me a call. You seem shy so take your time no rush.

         Inside the envelope was six hundred dollars. I know that sounds like chump change to most people,but to me it felt like i was holding ten thousand dollars in my hand.. I looked at the note and started smiling then a frown came upon my face. The last guy that called me cute and gave me money  was laying me in the bed and pulling his pants down. I put down the envelope and searched for the phone in the box. It wasn't anything fancy but it was more then what I had which was close to nothing. I opened up the phone and went to the contact list. There was only one name inside the contact list, Marcel. 

Marcel. I begin to think in my head. I like that  name.  I nervously pressed the call button beside his name. The phone rung three times and finally he picked up.
Hello" he said. His voice was calm and very soothing to my ears not to deep not to loud not to screechy as if it was made just for my ears.
Hello," I said back in a shaky nervous voice.

Hi beautiful. I was waiting for you to call. May I ask your name?

Im Denise.

Denise I really like that name and nice to meet you. I know you probably want to know who I am and why Im doing all these things for you. Well if you want to I can take you out for coffee in the morning and you can meet me for the first time if thats ok with you.

Yea sure ok .

Ok well since I already  know where you stay I'll come get you in the morning.

Ok.

Ok until then beautiful.

The phone hung up, and all I could remember from the conversation was that he called me beautiful. No guy has ever called me beautiful. It was always sexy or hot stuff and it usually was when they were rapping me.

I begun to fix my dinner, and think about what tomorrow had in store for me. The only thing i thought about that  night was Marcel, tired as hell, but yet i still couldn't  get any sleep.