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Chapter 6: Help Me Please

One Week Later

It's been a week and I'm still in this damn hospital. They said that they are gonna keep me until I'm fully capable of taking care of myself. I just think they are scared that my dad is gonna beat my ass again.

Rational.

I hear a knock at my door. I really don't feel like talking to anyone right now. Even if it's a nurse I honestly don't feel like talking about anything, including my health.

"Hey girl. How ya feeling?" I hear Laura ask as she is entering the door.

Laura has been visiting me every single day that I have been in here. Sometimes I wonder if she even has a life other than worrying about me.

"Fine," I say shortly. Don't get me wrong I love Laura to death, but ever sense the "James situation" I've just want to be alone.

"Still thinking about it?" she says referring to the James thing.

"Nope. I'm fine," I lie.

Of course I'm still thinking about it. I think about it 24/7.

"Sure you aren't. You don't have to lie to me you know that right? You shouldn't have to feel like—"

"WILL YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!" I scream in her face all of a sudden. I'm so tired of people pitying me and shit. Yeah James is gone. Who the fuck cares?

Her face looks hurt and a little embarrassed.

"Okay damn. I mean I know you going through shit right now, but you ain't gotta pop off on me," she says standing up and walking towards the door.

"I'm sorry. I'm just so tired of-"

"No. I get it. I'll call you later," she says slamming the door.

My brain is telling me to cry but that is not about to happen. Fuck her. Fuck my dad. Fuck James. I didn't have anyone growing up and I don't need them now.

I immediately break down into tears and I hear the "Mrs. Liz knock".

"Come in," I say sniffling and wiping my tears away.

"You okay sweetie? I saw Laura run out of here. She looked pretty mad. You two get into a fight again?" she says sitting on my bed.

"Yeah we're fine. I just flipped again. I don't know why I keep flipping I just honestly want everyone to stop asking me about James."

"I know he is a soft spot for you-"

"No he isn't. I don't give a fuck about him," I say taking a glance at the journal.

"Girl don't cuss at me. And yes he is. Look at you. Going off on someone that has taken care of you your whole damn life," she says looking me dead in my eyes so she knows I'm listening.

"I know. I just wish none of this happened," I say looking away from embarrassment.

"You and your dad? You and Laura? Or you and James?"

"Everything. I just wish life didn't happen," I say glancing at the IV pole.

"You don't mean that. Yeah, life is hard for you and it always has been. But God has a plan for you sweetie. I promise you that."

God. If God is so good, why is he putting me through all of this shit?

I roll my eyes at Mrs. Liz's statement. She has always been this holy woman who always believed in God and his plans.

"Whatever," I say standing up from my bed.

"Don't whatever me girl. And where the hell are you going?! You need to take your medicine which I asked you to do two hours ago!"

"TO THE BATHROOM! JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE. YOU'RE NOT MY FUCKING MOM LAST TIME I CHECKED!" I scream at her slamming the bathroom door.

I can't believe I just said that. The word "mom" hasn't come out of my mouth in a while. Mostly because I hate that bitch. She left me alone with the piece of trash people like to call my dad.

The door to the hospital room slams and I know she left. Great. Now I have James, Laura, and Mrs. Liz mad at me. Just my life.

I look in the mirror and take a deep breath. I hear a screech and I start to get worried. That wasn't a door screech. It sounded like the window.

I open the bathroom door slowly and I see the window open. Whoever the fuck opened the window had to do it from the outside.

I feel a strong hand over my mouth and someone pull my arm far back so I know they aren't playing games. The person turns me around and I see him. My eyes start to burn and I begin to cry again.

"Hello beautiful," he says with a smile.

My brain is telling me to scream, but my body isn't responding. Scream you idiot!

He pulls out a knife out of his back pocket and I know exactly what is about to happen. All I can think of right now is...

Help me, please.

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Hope you enjoyed chapter 6! Who do you think the man is? Keep reading and you'll find out.

Stay tuned for Chapter 7: The Knife coming soon!

-Nadia ❤️