Saved By The Devil Himself

Running

"Yes I'm able to give her to you today" the sick man who is supposed to be my father says in the phone. A man who sells me to other men just to get money.

He abused my mother ever since she had me, and his reason? She had a girl. She had a kid who can't do anything for this messed up family of ours. And you want to know what is worse? My mother is dead because of him, that sick bastard. 

"Be here around 5. She'll be ready by then" my fathers rough drunken voice calls though the phone for the other person to know and me to understand.

A man holding bottle of scotch in his hand and the phone in his other standing in front of my bedroom door is my father. He has green mossy eyes, with brown hair, standing at 5 foot 9 inches. Always with stubble on his face because he never cared for shaving.

Today is the day I'm leaving. I unlocked my bedroom window while my father was napping on the couch.

I already have a few pairs of clothes in a backpack of mine and a good $10,000 of cash I stole from my father.

I need it more than him.

After my so-called father left my room, not forgetting to lock my door, I quickly opened up my window and jumped out.

We lived in a one story house and my room was in the far back corner of it. The house is in the middle of the woods, a good 78 miles from the city.

Maybe I can find a bus or something to take me to the city for help.

Running out into the woods I try and stay as close as I can to the dirt road as I can without people seeing me.

The wind is rough today, making my strawberry blond hair fly behind. The wind is cold too, maybe I should of brought a jacket. Who cares, faster I get to the city, the faster I can buy myself a real jacket.

I run for about a good hour before I stop and start walking, catching my breath that hurt at the back of my throat.

I now walk for got knows how long before sprinkles started to fall on me. Great it's going to rain. My lucky day. Yay.

Just as I think that it starts to pour down rain. I sit down against a tree, my small 5 foot 2 inch body frame quivering from the cold rain and aching feet.

Just as I sit down I hear a car driving towards the deep woods. I quickly get up and run toward the car waving my hands, tears filling up my vision. Is this my break though from father?

The back car pulls into a stop, it's headlights on for precaution from the moon rise darkness coming.

The window of the car rolls down and a man is seated in the drivers seat, only I can't see his face because the inside of the car is darker than outside.

"Are you okay?" He asks me with a deep husky voice. It sounds like he hasn't talked all day.

"No" I say and my tears start falling immediately. "Can you help me? Please" I say that last word as a whisper.

"Get in" He says unlocking the car. I slide into the passenger seat and he does a rough U turn and starts driving fast toward the city.

I know it's not safe to hitchhike into a strangers car, but I'm desperate for help. I don't care who is helping me but I need it, bad.

The drive was silent, but I was okay with that, because I'd rather is silent than it being filled with screams like a lot of times with my father.

"How old are you?" He asks me breaking the silence.

"19" I mumble looking out the window. Even though I'm a legal adult and able to move out and be on my own, my father kept me locked up in that house or terror.

"And your name?" He asks looking over at me.

I caught a glimpse of his eyes, they were grey like the almost like silver, but not a shade lighter, not a shade darker.

"It's Amberley" I say quietly, but a little louder than last time.

"Well Amberley, I'm going to take you to the hospital to check you out. Do you have any parents?" He asks me.

Thank god he is helping me, actually helping me.

"My father" I mumble first before saying "he's the one I'm running from"

The man doesn't say anything else except grip the steering wheel tighter, making his knuckles white.

Not long after that he finally pulls into a parking space a few rows back from a white building with a big, red plus sign and the word HOSPITAL on the front of it.