He saved me, now he loves me.

Chapter 7: Escape

Chapter 7: Escape

Caycee.

The drive back 'home' was the most tense and horrifying ride I've ever had. Even though I was looking out the window the whole way there I could feel Derrick's piercing eyes on my skin as if he was trying to get into my soul.

He was clenching onto the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were turning white. These are all the symptoms of an angry Derrick. He said when I got home I had a lot of work to do, what's that suppost to mean?

Maybe he meant cleaning around the house?

Or maybe his friends, maybe they're in need, oh god why didn't I just stay with Craig?! Told him what was going on?! I swear I'm such an idiot somet-

"I'm fucking talking to you, don't fcking ignore me!" said Derrick, his voice filled with rage and so much anger that it caused me to flinch away from him.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't hear you" I stutter out.

"I swear I can never get anything through that stupid mind of yours, you really are pathetic and useless" he said scowling at me.  

"Back to what I was saying before why did you runaway like that? Haven't I made it clear that you are never going to leave? Or do you need another teaching? If so, I'd be happy to finally get it through that messed up mind of yours. I don't even know why she picked you, you're nothing, you sure your parents didn't kill themselves once they realised they were stuck with you for the rest of their lives?" he said laughing and that was it. That was all I could take. The constant abuse, verbally and physically, the way he treated me like I was a slave, like I was his, nobody owned me.  

"Ok 1, I didn't runaway you fucking chucked me out because I burnt your! I was actually glad you chucked me out, it meant that I didn't have to see your disgusting face for a while or be in your presence and 2, don't you dare talk about my parents like that. They didn't kill themselves! Stop treating me like shit, I'm sick ad tired of you. If anyone here is pathetic and useless it's you! You're the one that doesn't have a job, you're the one that sits around at home, getting other people to do you shit and it's not going to be me anymore! and 3 her name is Katie, stop caller her 'her' she had a name, she was your wife! If I'm honest I don't know what she ever actually saw in you, ha wow she must of been blind and then realised when she was going to leave you and take me with her, yes that's right me! she was going to leave you until you fucking murdered he-" before I could finish my rant he had stepped on the brakes, unbuckled his seat belt and started stangling me.

"Don't you ever talk to me like that again! you hear me?!" He said shaking me.

"You're lucky you've got a home!" he says still yelling down at me.

"I'd rather be living on the streets than be living with you" I choke out, trying to get air. I was quickly running out of air and was starting to feel dizzy and light headed. I need to get out of his grasp some how and that was when it came to. I quickly clenched my hands into a fist and punched him and he let go holding on to the side of his head. I took this as my chance to unbuckle my seat belt and get out of the car. I ran as fast as I could, never looking back on the life I used to have. I decided to keep on running until it was safe. Until I had lost Derrick.

"I'll fcking find you eventually and boy do I swear I will fcking kill you in the most horrible, painful way!" he shouted but I never looked back, I consitrated on getting away as far as I can.