Run

Chapter 6

I slow down as I come across a park and look behind me to check if Tony, by any chance had decided to follow me. I slowly approach the swings, which have always been my favourite thing to do on the playground, and sit down resting my head on the cold metal. My head aches from the sensation of running and crying at the same time and my eyes are red and puffy as my heart continues to accelerate.

I don't know what to do now and once again I am completely lost. I never thought I would ever have to worry about Tony trying to use me like that. Ofcourse, Tony had the tendency to hurt me a few times but it had never been physically, always emotionally. I remember a time when Tony had been so hesitant to be seen in public with me, which made me feel so unwanted, so ugly. I remember how hurt and used I felt but what I felt then is nothing compared to this. It is as if my heart was ripped from my chest and Tony himself had fired millions of recurring bullets at my head leaving me with this painful, pounding feeling traveling from my head to my toes and back.

I wipe my tears and try to calm my pace down before reaching for my phone and dialling Shantelle.

"Hey babes what's up!" she shouts.

Hearing her voice brings this strange sense of bubbles rising up from the pit of my stomach and before I know it I'm bursting into tears again.

"Oh my gosh, why are u crying? What the Fuck happened? Is it your mum?" She questions. "Answer me, Where are you?"

"Leaden Park" I sob through the pain. "I'm in Leaden Park."

I end the call and fall unto the ground as I begin to hyperventilate.

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I see a pair of black trainers and I squeeze my eyes shot again wishing for it not to be true. Tony had finally found me. I gasp for air but it is not enough.

"Are you okay?" he asks

"Leave me the fuck alone!" I rasp as my heart seems to squeeze tight. "I know you just want to use me again!"

 "Oh my days Becka what's wrong?"

The fact that he is blatantly pretending to care causes a raging sensation in the pit of my stomach and I suddenly want to hurt him. He truly thinks I'm an idiot  who is just going to fall into some false sense of happiness only for him to finish what he had started. I am about to grab at his foot, putting everything I had learnt in "Karate Kid" into action, when it hit me.

The distant smell of Lynx.

 I distinctively remember Tony smelling of Aftershave and Cider, taking after his two favourite things. I slowly turn my head towards the figure standing in front of me, confused as to what this new smell is.

Jack!

I stop breathing altogether.

"Are you okay?" concern, woven its way through his eyebrows. He bends down and grasps at my waist pulling me up. "Breathe Becka, breathe."

I try, but I can't. At this point however, I am unsure if this is as a result of my encounter earlier with Tony, or because I realise that Jack Reys himself, is right in front of me; holding me.

"Becka, look at me!" he says. "Look into my eyes!"

I turn my eyes towards his. Something about those dark green eyes calms me down. The way his pupils go from a darker green to a lighter shade of green, heading towards the middle...so enchanting. My eyes swivel down to look at his lips. I suddenly feel a weird swarmy feeling in my stomach like a load of bees, buzzing round and round turning my insides into a liquid honey state.