Becoming Alone

Chapter 8

Lucile Baker pov (Annika's mom)

"Damnit!" I tried calling my husband, but no answer. "Honey? I just got out of the hospital and there's something you need to know. Annika's pregnant. You can't kill Norman. I need to." I hung up the phone. "I'm sorry." I bumped into someone. "You're ok. Mrs.  B?" It was Zane. "Ahh! But... but.." he put his hands on my shoulders. "It's ok. I'm here. Please don't be scared. "I... how?" He smiled and gave me a hug. "Is Annika's room down there?" He pointed down the hall. "Yea..." he hugged me. "It was really nice seeing you again." I was just in shock. I didn't say anything.

Annika Shanel pov

"Bri!" She ran in and gave me a hug. "Thank God you're ok!" I smiled. I heard a loud gunshot. "Fuck." Bri sat down on the chair, blood coming out of her leg. "Bri! Doctor! Someone! Help!" Zane walked in and shut and locked the door. "Hello Brianna." "Leave her alone! This is between you and me." He laughed. "You don't understand bitch. My plan is going well. Step one: try to fuck Annika. Step two: stage my death with my own ambulance actors. Step 3: find a hot teacher and pay him to fuck you. Step four: pay him to stab you. Step five: shoot Bri. And now step six. Fuck Annika for real. Then do you want to know what's after that?" I was in shock. "While we're fucking, you're dad is being ripped into pieces. Then your mom is going to walk in and be slaughtered as well. Because where's the fun in only one slaughter?" He laughed. He walked over to me and then took off my hospital gown. He took off all his clothes and laid on top on me.

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Are you going to sit there or are you going to fuck me?" He slid up to me putting his dick in my face. "Go ahead. Suck." He grabbed his dick and shoved it in my mouth. The next thing I know is he falls on the floor. "Bri!" "Come on." She hit him in the head with a stack of books.

We ran out of the room, Bri dressing me in the gown as we ran, or limped really fast. "What's wrong?" One of the nurses asked. "There's a rapist with a gun in my room." She hurried to the phone. "I'm calling shit-father." I dialed his number.
"Dad! Thank God you're ok."
"Annika? Did you call me Dad?"
"Yes, but I need you. Now. Zane shot Brianna and tried to get me to sleep with him."
"Where are you?"
"The hospital."
"Ok. I'm on my way."
"Thank you. And hurry."
I hung up. I dialed moms number. "Mom! Dads on his way but I need you to meet us at grandmas."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Zane. He shot Bri and tried to rape me. We don't have a lot of time before he finds us."
"I'll meet you there. Please be safe."
"Oh, mom?"
"Yea, sweetheart?"
"Dad didn't kill Norman did he?"
She was silent. "I don't know."
"Bitch!" Zane was walking out my hospital room naked. The police ran in and knocked him down. They handcuffed him and dragged him out. "You won't get away with this bitch! I'll get you and your little fucker too!" Shit-father ran in. "I see my boy did nice work. He got you to trust me." He laughed. "What?"
"What are you talking about?" Bri asked.
"I'm so sorry about your mother. Oh, and your grandmother."
"What did you do?" I said.
"There's no such thing as power and magic." He laughed. "This was the best thing that I've ever done." He just kept laughing.
"Run!" Bri screamed. We ran out of the hospital as fast as we could. Bri was bleeding out. "I'll get an ambulance to take us to another hospital."
"No." She said. "I can't. I'm going to stay here. You'll be ok. Call me when you're safe."
"Ok. Promise me it will all work out." I said.
"I promise." We hugged and I ran to shit-fathers car. Luckily he always forgets to take his spare keys out. I grabbed a rock and threw it at the window. I grabbed the keys, unlocked the door and jumped in.
    I took off. Where? I have no idea. I drove for about three hours when I came to a hotel. I had enough money on me to stay there for the night. I was so tired that I walked up to the room and fell asleep. I woke up around 10:30. I went down to the breakfast buffet. People were staring at me. I realized I'm still wearing my shit-fathers dirty clothes I found in his car. I went out to it, looking for money. I need to go shopping. I found a 50 dollar bill in the back seat. I drove to the nearest store. I grabbed a blue t-shirt, black leggings, and a pair of flip flops. I have $32 dollars left that I need to last, well, forever. I went to a motel about an hour away from the other hotel I stayed at was. I haven't even had time to think about what happened. Zane's alive, he should be in prison by now. Norman got me pregnant, stabbed me, then took me to the hospital. Who knows where he is now. But was shot. I need to call her. And shit-father killed mom and grandma. I dialed Bri's number. "Annika?" She answered. "Bri, thank God you're ok." "I don't know what happened. Where are you?" She asked. "Far away. And I suggest you get as far as you can as well. I need to start a new life. And I love you Bri, but it would be safer for you to forget about me." I can't believe what my life has become. "I understand, but can we still at least stay in touch?" I hesitated. "Yes. But, I'm changing my name." There was silence. "What are you changing it to?" "Rose Anna. I know it's weird, but at least it's not totally different" "Yea." She said. "I guess I'll go by Jordyn.  Since that's my middle name." I didn't know what to say. "Ok. That's good. So I'll talk to you later. I love you. Stay safe." "You too." She said, and we hung up.