I Never Gave Up

A change in the tides

I wake up to find myself on the sofa back at the apartment. For a moment I wondered what had happened when suddenly the memories of that morning rushed back into my mind! I can see in my minds eye the sight of all the students lying motionless around me, the green glowing from my hands and... "That voice...." I think out loud "It has to be him... h-he's real.... what it h-happening?"

BANG!

I turn to see David enter the apartment as he slams to door closed, his bimbo of a wife Karen no where in sight. "YOU LITTLE RAT!" he thunders as he rushes to the sofa, grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls me up to his eye level. "THE POLICE BROUGHT YOU BACK HERE AFTER WHATEVER THE F*UCK HAPPENED AT YOUR SCHOOL! THEY SAID THE SECURITY CAMERAS SHOW YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE WHO DIDNT DROP DEAD!" "DEAD!? WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT!? THEY WERE DEAD?!" I think to myself terrified and confused. My thoughts interrupted as I am thrown to the floor and my head collides with the wood panels. "YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE THIS IS GONNA CAUSE YOU LITTLE BITCH!? THE POLICE ARE GOING TO BE SNOOPING AROUND HERE FOREVER! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" He screams, kicking me in the gut with as much force as he can muster, which not only knocks the air out of me with a terrifying crunch, sends my flying back so my lower back hits the base of the sofa. Tears form in my eyes as the pain starts to numb my senses, David picks me up by my collar and throws me back down, screaming something I don't fully comprehend. Blow after blow my vision starts to go fuzzy, David screaming profanities between each punch or kick or throw. "YOU UNWANTED WORTHLESS LITTLE PIECE OF CRAP!" "IF THE POLICE BUST ME FOR ANY OF MY DOPE HIDDEN IN HERE ILL KILL YOU BEFORE THEY CAN STOP ME!" "You won't need to, you are going to kill me now. I can feel it." I think to myself as tears of pain and sadness pour down my cheeks, "It's all going to finally be over, he's going to kill me, this torturous nightmare is going to end." I say in my mind.

That's when David goes silent.

New voices take over the small apartment. I look up to see men and a few women in black suits, many wearing black shades, all of them holding hand guns of some kind, running into the small living room. One stands over David, who is now lying on his back on the floor with his hands up, pointing his handgun at him. "That's enough. You won't touch her again" I hear him say sternly. My vision is going fuzzy, I look at the floor next to me and see a pool of blood forming, no doubtingly mine thanks to that idiot cowering on the floor crying. one of the men runs over and kneels in front of me, worry plastered all over his blurring face. "WE NEED A MEDIC IN HERE! SHE NEEDS HELP!" He calls over his shoulder to the others. My vision now going in and out of blackness, "My name is Phil Coulson, we are going to help you! Just hold on! MEDIC! HURRY!" Phil says gently placing a hand on my shoulder. the noise of these people and Phil shouting for a medic and for me to keep my eyes open starts to dull, I'm not sure how much longer I have before the blood loss and pain take me out. Someone picks me up and they carry me out of the apartment, up the stairs and out onto the roof. In my blurry vision I am able to make out the shape of a large type of helicopter just before I am carried inside and laid down on what I think is a medical table. Everyone is moving too fast for me to understand what is happening.

"What is happening !? Who are these people and why are they taking me?! "Where all those kids really dead? Why wasn't I?!"

All these questions run through my mind as tears once again begin to appear rolling down my cheeks.

"Why did they stop him... I was so close... So close to escaping this life..."

I think to myself when I see the familiar face of Phil kneeling next to me
"It's going to be ok kiddo! It's over now and you're safe!" he whispers and smile kindly while wiping a tear off my cheek. Phil take something out of my pocket and places it in my hand before getting up and walking away. I look and find that he has given me my skull necklace, it had been ripped off during David's attack. I muster a weak smile and close my hand around it tightly.

"We need to give her a sedative! Other wise the pain and blood loss could send her into a coma!" I hear someone shout in a worried voice.
WHAT?! I try scream out protests but can't seem to create any sound before a feel a sharp sting in my neck and the world recedes into blackness once again...