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Millie's POV

I picked the messed up Zoe from the hospital a few minutes after our phone call. Believe me, after i saw and heard everything Terry had done to her, i was tempted to drive back straight to that flat and mess him up just as bad.

But to be honest i think I'm scared of him as well. We stopped outside Starbucks and went to get a drink to talk. After we bought our Frappe's we sat on cushioned sofa seats in Starbucks and had a heart to heart about everything.

I told her about Taylor cheating on me again. I had a little cry there in Starbucks thinking about the first time he did it. I have him another chance cos i loved him and was seriously convinced that it was one stupid drunken mistake and that he'd never do it again. Turns out i was wrong.

We jumped in the car having got everything of our chests. We had no idea where we were driving to but we just kept going around in circles until i stopped at a side road.

"So where should we go?"I thought out loud.

Zoe shrugged her shoulders as she bit her lip thinking.

"You know a good thing about having a car is that there are so many possibilities, like right now we could go anywhere in the world." I said bravely.

Zoe smiled wide eyes as she looked up from her lap.

"Yeah I sure as hell am never going to go back to Terry. But we are both gonna need to go back and get our stuff."

We drove to mine first because at least we didn't have to worry about Taylor hitting us or anything. I let myself in with my key. Thankfully Taylor was out so i got all my stuff together and stole some money from me and Taylor's holiday fund, most of the money was mine anyway. As i was almost out the door i left my key on the table in the hall along with a note.

Taylor,
I've blocked your number because i don't want to speak to you. Don't think we will ever have a chance again because you've broke all my trust.

Goodbye forever, Millie

I didn't care that it was harsh and i put it as it is. I don't want Taylor to chase after me thinking that maybe we could work it out.

Now for the hardest part of our escape. Going to Terry's. We drove in silence because i think we were both too scared of what could happen to talk. A few minutes later and i was pulled up on the pavement outside. I didn't want to go in the drive because i didn't want Terry to hear us. We sneaked towards the flat and went around the building looking into the windows.

I peered through the grubby window to the kitchen and could see Terry siting on the stool on his phone waiting for something in the oven. I quickly ducked back down praying that he hasn't seen me. I made my way to the back of the flat. It was their bedroom. I whisper-shouted to Zoe to come over. We both clambered into the window silently and we were in. I tiptoed over to the bedroom door and locked it slowly trying not to make a noise. At least if i locked it Terry couldn't come in. It took us around 1 minute just to open one drawer trying to be quiet. We shoved most of her stuff into a bag. At the end she had only four bags filled. I threw them out the window quickly and jumped out.

Zoe walked to the window and followed me out.

"HEY HEY HEY" we heard from inside, Shit Terry had heard us. I picked up 2 bags and sprinted around the flat. I hurled them into my car and threw myself into the front seat. I breathed out a sigh of relief. We'd made it. Wait. I'd made it. Where the Hell was Zoe.

I froze in my seat before jumping out and running back down the drive.

"Zoe....Zoe?" I whispered hoping she was just hiding from Terry. There was no answer. I ran back towards the flat and went round the side again. My heart hurting in my chest. I looked into the kitchen window and i could see no one. Terry had moved...

I scrambled around to lounge where the window was now shut tight. The blinds were closed and i couldn't see in. Shit shit shit. I thought. Zoe is trapped in there. I looked around me for something to get in. But there was just a broken up brick wall. I picked up a brick without thinking and stepped back. I swung my arm round and launched it in the air towards the window. SMAAASSHHHH. Shards of glass scattered everywhere and i felt some hit me in the face as i closed my eyes tight. I kicked at the window with my feet and climbed through the big space i had made. I landed down on a body and screamed my head off. Ive killed my own best friend.

I've killed my own best friend...

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