Chapter 3

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Chapter 3-

I was right. I didn’t get any sleep that night. I heard Jenkins when he got up to get ready for work so I decided I’d greet him good morning. We’ve always called Jenkins “Old Man Jenkins” since we were little, but honestly he wasn’t too old he was in his mid-fifties right now. He worked as a pastor at the church Declan also goes to. We talked for a few minutes before he ran off. I watched TV until Declan woke up I heard him check my room and could hear his footsteps as he ran down the stairs as quickly as he could. He checked the kitchen for me first and yelled out, “Declan I’m in here!”

            He walked to the living room and said, “Did you really have to scare me like that?”

“I didn’t know you’d freak out.”

            “Sorry, I guess I’m paranoid.”

“You guess?”

            “Okay, I am paranoid. I’m sorry I’m just worried about you.”

I nodded; I understood I couldn’t fall asleep last night because I was terrified that something might happen to me. Before I knew what I was saying I stated, “I want a therapist.”

            Declan looked at me surprised that I said that. When I saw his look of surprise I knew I said that aloud. Declan nodded for a moment then said, “That’d probably be best for you.”

            “Everywhere I turn I keep looking back to make sure that nobody is following me and I haven’t left this house. Declan, you don’t know how it feels for it to seem like everybody is just watching and waiting to attack…waiting to see you mess up again.”

“It’s not your fault that Bruce hit you.”

            “I know, but it feels like it is.”

“Well get that feeling out of your system.”

            I laughed and said, “I want to get out of here.”

“Rain, we talked about this you can’t leave this town yet.”

            “I’m not talking about leaving this town I’m talking about just getting out of this house. I eventually have to face my fears.”

“Rain you can’t even walk up the stairs without wincing from the pain what makes you think you could walk around outside?”

            “I don’t know Declan I just know if I stay here much longer I’m going to be scared to leave. I know this place is safe and I’m worried that eventually I’m going to get too scared to leave here. I’m already starting to get scared of the thought of leaving here.”

“How about you can come with me to church on Sunday? That’s in two days so you have a little bit more time to rest.”

            I nodded and Declan knew that I was agreeing but just had no comment. Declan sighed and said, “We should probably get a restraining order against Bruce.”

            I looked at him and shook my head and muttered, “It doesn’t matter.”

Declan went into the kitchen to get us some left over pizza and I just sat there and thought: I was about to have to spread my wings and get out of my safe haven. Where everybody will wait and watch to see me mess up…again.

Now it’s Sunday and I can’t believe I’m finally getting out of the house. My aunt had another business trip so I was going to be with Declan and Jenkins for a little while longer we’re guessing about two weeks. Jenkins is considering going to court to get custody over me because my aunt doesn’t take care of me. We went to church and tomorrow is Christmas so today is Christmas Eve so it was pretty busy and we learned about how Jesus was born and the little kids that had to be between the ages 4-8 did a play. I had worn jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie I know I should’ve dressed up more but with the hoodie over my head and the tons of makeup I put on you couldn’t see my bruises that well. I was supposed to be going back to school in about a week and a half and honestly I was scared. People were soon going to be talking about me and trying to figure out what happened. I’ve always been in the middle of being popular and being a social outcast. I was always friendly and people always enjoyed talking with me, I just didn’t know what they would think of this. I shouldn’t care what people think, but I’m not looking forward to being spied on all the time and being questioned.

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