I'm ok

Chapter 3

I started yelling at Bates telling him he has no right.
That made him even more mad... he started walking over towards me so I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. My mom wasn't doing anything so I decided that if I could find a phone then I would call 911 because my brothers were still out there and that scared me. I looked everywhere but I was in a bathroom so of course there wasn't going to be a phone. I saw a window above the toilet. I didn't know if it was big enough for me to get through but I was going to try. After minutes of hearing Bates yelling it went silent. I figured that he had gone to the kitchen to get a knife to unlock the door and that scared me even more. I climbed on top of the toilet and scrambled my way up to the tiny window. It was just big enough to get through. I ran to my neighbors and told them that I needed to use there phone. They told me I could come in but right as I was about to walk in and be safe I heard Bates. He was right behind me and I knew if I said anything to the neighbor he would attack him so I just gave the neighbor a long desperate look and then walked away with Bates scared for my life. The neighbor didn't catch on and let me go with a very confused face. When I walked through the door Bates immediately picked my up and carried me to my room. I thought he was going to beat me up or something but he did much much worse. He put me on the bed and told me to get under the covers he told me to go to sleep and that he would be back later... I knew what that meant. I always know what that meant. Later that night at 11 p.m. on the dot he walked in and got in bed with me. I had decided that I wasn't going to let him touch me anymore and I started to get up. He told me to lay down if I ever want to see my mom again. My mom was the only parental figure I had left so I let him do what he's done every other night. After he left, it was a little past 1 a.m., I started crying I cried and cried and cried and I heard Bates come into my room again and tell me to shut up or I'm going to wake my mom. I told myself to stop crying and went to sleep. I woke up at 8 a.m. and went into my moms room. I was
going to tell her that Bates didn't stop and that I was going to call the police if she didn't leave him. I didn't think it would get anywhere because I was nine but I was going to try but when I walked into the room my mom was on the bed crying. I asked her what was wrong and she told me words I will never ever forget "I left Bates he's gone." My stomach flipped and I to this day don't know if it was because I was so happy or that I knew that it was only going to get worse.
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Sorry I haven't updated in a while it's been a really stressful couple weeks. Thank you to everyone who has been reading it though!