Need You Now (Watty Awards 2014)

Chapter 16

              The tears engulfed me as i got closer to my house. I couldn't let him help me. Once he knew about what was really going on he would run. He would get the cops and they would end up putting me in a foster home with someone i don't even know. I would probably have to move. I would have to leave my friends. Then, he would be too scared to love me. He would go tell everyone about me and it would be a complete nightmare. I had two more years until i turned eighteen. I could wait that long. I had to wait that long.

             Before i could climb into the secret entrance way, i smelt the stench of alchohol and cheap perfume. No, no she didn't find me. She couldn't have. This is all just some terrible dream. "So you have been misbehaving after all." No. It wasn't a nightmare. This was my life. She gribbed me by my hair, and picked me up like that, me screaming bloody murder from the pain. She just spat in my face as she dragged me into the house.

          Mother throws me inside, again by only my hair. I never really realized how strong she was against me. I was huddled into a ball, gripping my head. I still had a killer hangover from all the vodka and this only made me want to run into a lit fire just so it would be over. "This is for leaving your mommy," she said coldly. She kicks me in the face first them in the stomach at least three times. I started to taste blood in my mouth and i felt it drip from my nose. Before i could wipe my face, she picks me up from the collar of my shirt. The thick cloth felt as if it was cutting into the back of my neck. I screamed out, "Please! Please Mom I'm sorry! I'll be a good girl okay?" But it was no use. My words were nothing against her beating hands. I saw her slowly life her fist up into the air and closed my eyes as she punched me straight in the jaw. 

 "SORRY?! No. I'm done with sorry," She snapped, taking out her belt. "NO, please Mom, Please!!"

       It was if the pain lived on for hours as she continuingly beat me with the studded belt. It hit my face, my arms, my back and stomach. How was i going to cover this up? Who cares. Like she is going to let me out of the house. She most likley locked up the emergency door to the closet already and jammed up the front door. There was no way out of hell once you got in.

             Finally, she stopped and spit in my face again, throwing me into the closet. But this wasn't my closet that she normally threw me in. It was the tiny laundry closet. This closet had no lights and nothing close to confort. No exits.

"Just want to make sure you don't get out again!" She screams as she practically kicks me into the small area. She locks the door and i have to ball myself up to fit. 

               This is the worst beating i have ever been given. And trust me i remember my beatings. I have had 8 years of them. I couldn't move everything hurt and i felt as if i was dying. I might me with the way she hurt me. I picked up one of the dirty clothes and started to put it up to my face. The blood was coming from my nose, my mouth and a gash on the top of my forehead. The cloth was drenched in five minutes. I had to get out here. Maybe i was dying. Wait, wasn't this what i wanted? To die. To be lifted into heaven as one of God's precious angels and to never have to live in hell again. This could be good for me. I can leave Mother and never have to suffer her again. I can do whatever i want and live in utter peace and harmony. Nothing could hurt me again. But what if i die and go to actual hell. What if the rape, drinking, lying, swearing, and weakness catches up to me and i end up being damned. It could happen. I cant take that chance. Spending all of eternity in actual hell when i was already living in it on Earth? No way. No, it can't happen. I search my body for other wounds and when i come to my ribs i cry out in pain. Touching that part of my body is like stabbing me. I must have a broken rib. I have to move carefully if i don't want to kill myself. I couldn't move my jaw so that must be broken too. How were these going to heal? How was i going to get to a hospital? What was i going to tell them? That my mother beat me everyday. That my life really did suck ass? No. I'd have to make somehting up. A gang. Yes, someone jumped me and beat me up. Thats a good excuse. My neighboor hood wasn't the safest by the way. 

                 I put my ear against the wall of the closet. I heard bird's cherping. That's good! That means if i knock down this wall, which is obviously not a stable wall what so ever, i would be able to escape. I see a large hole at the bottom right corner and luckily all i have to do is punch it a few times to make the hole big enough to crawl out of it. I slowly crawl out but it causes a lot of pain. Looking to see if no one would be able to see me coming out of the house, i slowly crawl over to the side of the street. I go to the nearest payphone and call Chelsea. She could drive me. I'll have to tell her about the guy jumping me. 

"Hello?"

"Hey, Chelsea?" I couldn't even requonize my own voice. It hurt so much to talk because of the broken jaw. 

"Oh, my God!! Sarah, are you okay?!" She replied frantically. 

"No, I'm not. I got jumped, Chelsea. Bad. So you have to drive me to the hospital okay? I'm at the corner closest to my house. My mom isn't home. Please hurry." Before i could say anymore she agreed and hung up the phone. Now all i have to do is wait here, hopefully not long enough before Mother realized that i was gone. 

          About five minutes past and i see Chelsea's silver Mercedes drive up quickly. Everything was blurry now and even though i wanted to smile, or even tell her hi, i couldn't. My body wouldn't let me. I just wanted to sleep. I was so tired. 

"OMG!!! Sarah! Stay with me okay?!!! Don't close your eyes okay!! You have to stay awake!! We will be there any minute okay?!" She cried franticlly through her tears. I wanted to tell her that I would be fine, but i wouldn't know if i was trying to convince her or myself. 

             She talked to me the entire ride there and it was still so hard to stay awake, but i tried my hardest for her. Although when we got there, and i started hearing moniters go off and a bunch of people yelling and me being put on the stretcher, it all went black. 

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