Girlfriend to a Baby

Accident

Running for what felt like ages I finally dropped to my knees with my hands on the rough pavement. The saddest thought made me to break down right then.

They won't want me anymore

Pittar patter like rain my tears fell on the dry concrete that absorbed the moisture like a thirsty demon. One moment they fall and the next it's existence is not to be found in the dull moonlight. My only source of light.

If only someone could devour me that way too and save me the trouble of hanging myself or having to eat something to kill me. I cried on the ground as a few pedestrian passed by sharing mere glances at me.

I shakily got up again and started walking this time. Stumbling every now and then because of my scraped and bruised legs. I never ran so much. I don't even know what's the time or where I am. The moon was still sitting high up in the sky to just let me know that it's a long night.

After yet another while of walking I suddenly recalled things that I would never even have thought about earlier. My mind rode back to all the times Jake would've cuddled me up after a bad dream. When Kate would sit with me throughout my crybaby sessions and comfort me. And in the small amount of time I've spent with Nate, Hans and Adamson, how they always care about what might hurt me and keep me safe. The insecurities before I met Jake returned in a flash. The dark, the few people around me and everything in general.

My fear crossed the top notch when all at once a car straight in front of me honked loudly to make me scream and realise I had been walking on the middle of the road. But reality seeped in too late for the car hit me in an instant before I could move out of the way.

The driver was smart enough to stop the car immediately after the impact. It wasn't much yet enough to throw me off my feet and on my arm, my head slammed on the raised footpath I cried out at the force and fought my vision that was starting to get hazy due to my unsheded tears.

The owner of automobile ran up to me and cursed seeing my condition. "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I'm extremely sorry. I didn't see you. Can you wa-Elle is tha-" his voice trailed off. My head started pounding with much force to make me groan and touch the stressed portion of my head. Gently feeling the region it felt slick and all at once thousands of fears struck me. I was bleeding.

Another voice cut through the silence, "Yo man everything alright?" he asked.

The man picked me up in one swift motion with an arm under my bottom to support my lower body and one behind my back. He took me in his car and laid me down. Was he going to hurt me? How'd he know my name? Is he going to kill me? Throw me away?

The thoughts made me panic and hyperventilate at the same time. My tears hadn't ceased completely but started once again. My breathing was most definitely not even and I struggled trying to get out of the car.

"Hey shh.. shh.. Its ok. Calm down calm down. We won't hurt you" the man said with a soft voice patting my head carefully taking note of my injury.

'We'? There's someone else too?

My thoughts swivelled away like the car. The whole vehicle was filled with my sniffles and sobs till the time the car came to a stop. The man beside me got off the car, my anxiety rising with every second. The one driving the car stayed put in his place but turned around to look at me and gave me a view of his face.

My eyes widened registering the fact he's one from the group of inked men I first saw in the club that morning. As I took the truth in my breaths came out shaky and the door opened once again and the other man was unfortunately from the group too. He leaned in the car picking my frame up in a similar manner and walked up to the building with a huge name imprinted on the front wall.