My Mother's Boyfriend

Chapter 47

"Emma!" I jolt awake to the sound of my name. I hold my head and blink a few times, my vision still impaired. I wince but manage to get up and scramble further into the trees. "EMMA! BABY! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Liam's voice has taken on a new tone of danger and I stumble around, crunching leaves until I hide behind another tree. It goes quiet and I close my eyes, taking a few deep breaths. "Emma, I heard you crunching." He says and he is really close.
"Ah!" I shout, rounding the tree and stabbing his shoulder, more than once. He shouts and grabs my hair and hurting my head further and yanking me down beside him as he falls. I suck in a breath and I lose the knife once again, among the leaves. I hold my head and groan. Groans of pain come out next to me and I look to my left and try to scramble away. He starts to get up and I kick his leg out from under him, he falls over and groans again and I manage to get on my stomach and start to look through the leaves for the knife. I hear crackling of leaves and when I look over my shoulder, Liam is standing behind me and he kicks me in the gut and I cough.
"Love hurts." He mutters, kicking me again and I suck in a breath and hiss. He kicks me over and then straddles my waist, putting his hands around my throat and begins to tighten his grip. I start gasping. "I didn't think this would be the way I see you gasping." He whispers, laughing and I punch at him, my mouth falling open. I start coughing, reaching above me. My hand finds something hard and I grip it and then smash it against Liam's face. He falls off of me and I get up, hitting him with the branch repeatedly. I throw it down after he stops moving and I look around for the knife until I find it and I hold my stomach. I start sobbing, stabbing his stomach and shouting. I run off after staring at his closed eyes.
It takes about 15 minutes before I find a highway. It is abandoned so I start running to the right until I hear a car and see headlights. I wave my hands around and lights start flashing, indicating a cop and I hold my hands up. "Help me please!" I shout, sobbing and a guy gets out of the car, holding a gun, pointing it at me.
"Drop the knife!" He shouts and I do and keep my hands up. "On your knees!" He shouts and I do as I am told and he comes barreling toward me.
"Help me! I-." He cuts me off by handcuffing me and reading me my rights and putting me in the back of his car. He gets in the car and begins to drive off.