Escape

CHAPTER 8

Our silent sleep ended when I suddenly started coughing. He woke up and caressed me.
"Are you okay?
"Yeah.. *cough*"
He was very worried. At one point he was confused about what to do, then he was about to get up.
"No, don't go..."
I pulled his shirt. He coldly moved my hand and left the room. I was cold. When he came back, he gave me a cup of tea left from the dinner and few tea cackes that the neighbor sent. I ate and then he put my glasses away, and sat beside me until I fell asleep.
When I woke up he still sat there.
"Gregor? Why aren't you sleeping?"
He didn't respond. He sat there and looked in front of him.
"You need to leave"
"What?"
I couldn't believe. I mean it's his house, but is he really going to do this? Did I just let him fool me over all over again?
"I'm going to pack my stuff."
I got out of bed, my eyes were nearly in tears. I went to the bathroom. There I was, soaking in my tears in a tissue again, like the night I've left. I'm going to stay there all alone in the streets until the police finds me... what did I get myself into?
I collected my stuff, put his back and went to the door. He gave me an umberella, and opened the door. He basically just kicked me out of his house. It was still raining. I felt so lost I didn't know what to do with myself. I started running and coughing while crying. Then I sat on a bus station and let it all out.
Dirtbag: What is a young lady like you doing here all alone?
He smiled and started walking towards me.
"Leave me alone!" I stepped back, still coughing.
He got closer and closer. I tried to hit him but he grabbed my hand. I started screaming when he touched my face. This was the bitter end...
"Shh, don't cry little birdy. We're just going to have some fun"
"LEAVE HER ALONE" yelled David and hit him with a thick stick. He fell to the ground, bloody headed. I was shaking and looking at the man. This was all too much for me to handle. I blacked out when David ran towards me to catch me. It was too late. Black.