Breakaway | d.h

Chapter Three

"It's been a while."

"It sure has."

"I just came to say goodbye."

"You're leaving?"

"I can't do this anymore,"

"What about forever?"

"Too late,"

I laid in the crumb filled bed, my legs throbbing with pain. I allowed some fresh tears to spill out of my eyes. I broke his promise, like I knew I would.

"I knew I couldn't count on you. You're just another unfaithful whore. I'll be back later." He yelled at me from the doorway before slamming it and leaving me alone with my thoughts. I heard his car speed away just as fast as it arrived.

I began to sob, how come I had to go through this? Why couldn't I just be happy for once in my miserable life. All I ever was to him was a quick fix.

Why did Dan ever want to be with me anyway? All the pain I put him through. I wish I could just take it all away.

I sat up quickly wiping tears off of my cheeks, "The punishment fits the crime," I mumbled to myself and looked down at my legs. The throbbing pain was enough to make anybody cry.

Colours that would otherwise be beautiful, swirled around as they made their home on my thighs.

I couldn't take it anymore, already I wanted to leave. I allowed myself to cry as I got out of the bed. It hurt just to stand, but I made it downstairs to the kitchen where I found the phone that I kept hidden. I waited for it to boot up and I dialled Dan's number, hoping that he would answer.

"Hello?" his soft voice almost seemed to heal all of my pain.

I sniffled and tried to choke back tears, "I can't do this anymore."

"Plan b?" his worried voice asked. "Do you need help?"

I couldn't help but cry, "I don't know, I just - I can't do it anymore." I sobbed, hoping that he would know what to do.

"Hang in there. I'll come and get you." he reassured me.

I shook my head, "I don't know how long he'll be gone."

"I know, don't worry. I won't let him hurt you." he promised as the line went dead.

I collapsed onto the kitchen floor, my knees stinging in pain as my tears fell.

Even though I needed to rest, I forced myself to get up and hide the phone in a different hiding spot.

I shouldn't have called him. I knew better than that, I thought, anyways. He was always trying to be my hero and I loved him for trying, but I just knew that this would end up worse than it is.

There was a knock at the door. At our door. I hoped Dan didn't do what I thought he had done.

"Katie? Are you in here? Open up it's the police, we're here to help you." A man on the other side claimed.

I swallowed hard, as all my fears were put into place. I took a deep breath and quickly went to unlock the door, pulling it open slowly.

"Katie?" The police officer asked.

I nodded nervously, suddenly realizing that I wasn't decent enough to answer the door.

"Are you in trouble?" they asked.

I thought about it for a moment, this might actually be my chance to escape and live a normal life. But if he ever found me what would happen to me? To Dan? I didn't know if I wanted to risk his safety.