Not playing Cinderella

Not Playing Cinderella [15]

Not Playing Cinderella [15]

I have to admit. I honestly thought I'd never get out of the attic. At least not alive anyway. But now, we were at the front door, all ready to leave whenever we wanted. Despite our escape, i was still on edge, as if i waiting for us to be caught. No matter how hard i tried, i just couldn't think positive about our escape. Not too much anyway.

My plan was, to leave the house and find a pay phone. Hopefully, Jez would answer if i called him and explained the situation i was in. He'd always been there before when i'd gotten myself in some deep shit. Hence the reason why i'd began carrying his phone number around in my bra a few years ago, it was like a life line. One that i couldn't let go of.

Carefully, she placed her pale hand on the door knob, savoring every moment of her new found freedom. In my memory, were the cold words of the night before. The words Matt had said to her before putting her back in captivity.

'You won't have a life to go back to'.

They echoed through my mind, making me shudder at the possibility of him destroying whatever family she had left. Having only discovered this girl last night, i didn't have a clue about her. Not a clue. No information at all. But, did i want to know? Lets just say she seemed pretty complicated.

So are you!

Despite the threat he'd made, i was going to purposely go against it. From what i'd seen of her, she was just a frightened victim- i was going to make sure she had a life to go back to. Whether she deserved it or not.

Shutting the door behind us, i watched as she skipped amongst the quiet streets, suddenly full of happiness and pride. I dreaded to think how long she'd gone without being in the sun. Poor thing.

Dancing in the sun, being happy, must be so much fun. I found myself growing another wide smile as i watched her having fun, lost in a bubble of positive thoughts and pure happiness. Walking along side of her, thoughts ran the course of my mind, running into every object available. It was early, and the streets were virtually empty, aside from the odd jogger and bird. Also, i hadn't a clue as to wear i was going. I'd only gotten here yesterday and already, so much had happened. It honestly felt like i'd spent a life time being lost in this perfect non-existent reality. I guess time just flying faster than i thought. But on the bright side, it was better than clock watching.

My steps were slow, and knee deep in anticipation. Part of me expected Danny to see us on his way back from the gym, or Matt on his return home from where ever he'd been. Not that i'd ever taken time to check for notes that might inform me on his where abouts, my first thought when i'd woken up this morning was to find the truth and get me and Jane the hell out of there.

Despite my lack of knowledge on the area, i was hoping to stumble across a coffee shop as we walked. No, i still don't believe in fairy tales, but yeah, i'd wanted a coffee shop just to appear out of the sky.

Then you'd probably claim the fairies bought it if you were dehydrated enough!

Turning the corner, a phone box and a cafe lay to my right, giving me all the hope i needed for the time being. Thank god London was a tourist attraction in itself. Whilst telling Jane to go and take a seat inside, i increased my pace and entered the phone box. Carefully, i dialled Jez's number from memory, in hope i wouldn't have to call again and use up the last of the change i had left- Jane looked like she needed a coffee to say the least.

After a couple of rings and desperate pleas escaping the safety of my lips, his husky voice filled my head with air- i'd never been so glad to hear him speak.