WANTED

I'll do anything for you{Chapter Nine}

I couldn't get up anymore, I had no energy left...but my mom needed me.
I got up from the wall and painfully made my way towards the house.
The pain shot out and I fell to the ground, I grabbed the stab wound and slowly got to my feet.
I had to do it for her.
For her.
I pushed open the front door and walked towards my mom's bedroom.
As I made my way upstairs I picked up the knife that I had dropped when Bob was attacking me.
I made it up the stairs and found my mom on the bed and Bob was crying beside her.

"You made me do it you stupid woman!" he cried,"You made me do it. You not me, I was so angry so very angry, but you know I love you, damn it woman!"

When he touched her face I lost it.
She was possibly dead because of him, how dare he touch her!
I tightened my grip around the knife, raised it high and went after him.
When he saw me it was too late.
I stabbed and stabbed him and stabbed him until I had no energy left.
All this time when I was stabbing  him over and over again he was crying like a baby, he was begging me to stop.
My mom begged him to stop hurting her...he wouldn't listen so why should I!
He fell to the floor with a loud thud and didn't move again.
I started to shake so bad as if I was cold, I think it took about a minute for me to realise what I had done, I dropped the knife and pinned myself against the wall.
What had I done?
I slid down the wall and buried my face in my hands, I cried bitterly and looked at Bob laying on the floor.
There was so much blood, on him, the floor...and me.

"What have I done?" I gasped.

In the distance I heard the ambulance and the police sirens, at first I was so relied that they were gonna help my mom, but what if they arrested me?
For murder?
What if they thought I had killed them both?
I got up and went to my mom's side, I checked her pulse...she was alive.
Thank goodness.
I looked at Bob...no...I wasn't gonna check his pulse.
I wasn't getting close to him - it was his fault after all!
The sirens were getting louder - they were close.
I began to pace around the room, they were gonna arrest me, I just knew it.
I wouldn't survive in prison...I wouldn't even last 2 seconds.
I ran to my room and took some of my clothes from the wardrobe and shoved them into my back pack.
I bandaged the stab wound, washed the blood from my face and hands.
There was no time for a shower, I changed my clothes and shoved them under the bed so that of the police were to search the house, they wouldn't find my bloody clothes.
The ambulance and police cars were literally ten seconds from the house.
I had to go, I used the back door to escape and climbed over the wall, I landed on my bed knee and fell down.
I got up and ran and ran until I couldn't anymore.
I staggered to the nearest ally I could find and sat down, the pain from my knee and stab wound got so intense I couldn't take it anymore.
I closed my eyes and welcomed the darkness that was creeping in the corner of my eyes.

I woke up and it took me a while to realise where I was.
The scene of me stabbing Bob played through my mind and I felt so sick to my stomach, I quickly got up and threw up into the nearest bin.
I shakily wiped my mouth with the tissues i had in my Jean's pockets.
I sat back down and thought of ways to get myself out of the situation.
I popped a gum into my mouth and got on my feet, i knew it was a big risk, but I had to do it.
Ten minutes later I walked into town, I pulled my hoodie over my head and kept my head down.
So far so good,I didn't see any police men.
It was early in the afternoon and I had to get something to eat.
I walked into a shop and picked out packets of chips, fruits and bottles of water.
I walked up to the counter and paid for my food, as I turned to leave the TV caught my attention.
The accident that happened the previous night was on the news and the lady who was reading the news said:
Last night a couple was attacked by their own daughter. Apparently the daughter stabbed her own mother and stepfather multiple times. The next door neighbours say they heard screaming and went out to find out what was wrong, they say they saw the girl attack her stepfather. The local hospital say they got a call from a distraught sounding female. When the police arrived at the house the girl was gone. fortunately both victims were alive,but doctors say the chances of them making it is really slim
To anyone who is watching this, the police are looking for the girl who goes by the name of Courtney Jacobs. On the screen we have posted a picture of her, the police are urging everybody to help them catch this deranged girl.

Oh hell!
I was completely screwed.
I lowered my head even further and left the shop with the food.
What the hell was I gonna do?
Everywhere I walked people were talking about me and the attempted murder.
They said i deserved to burn in hell...I had to get away from them all...from everything.
But where, where was I supposed to go?
I couldn't go back to the house, it was under heavy police guide.
I found a phone and dialed Tanya's number, on the second ring she picked up.
"I need your help," I said.

"Where are you?" she asked worry lacing her voice,"You are all over the news and newspapers, damn girl what happened? How did it happen?"

"I'm still in shock, I need help, the police are looking for me." I said, looking around me to see if any police were near, "I don't know what to do."

"Where are you now? I'm coming to pick you up," she said.
I gave her the address and twenty minutes later she had arrived.
"So what's the plan?"she asked.

" I don't know,"I sighed lowering my jacket hoodie.

"Well you have to know," she said.
She was right, I had to know...and soon.

From my POV Bob got what he deserved...YOU CANT ABUSE SOMEONE AND EXPECT TO GET AWAY IT.
Abuse is a very serious thing...if you know someone who is abused speak out before it's too late, before you or that person ends up like Courtney's mom.
Dinela
Xoxo♥‼♥