Chapter Eight

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I lost all hope in my survival. I wanted it to stop. The pain, the thoughts, everything. So, when Nick went to take a shower one day, I tried to get out of the ropes. It didn't work the first time or the second time, but after a few more tries, I was free. I knew trying to flee wouldn't work, so I ran to the small kitchen, took the biggest knife I could find and placed it next to my wrist. I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath. I slowly pressed the knife against my veins, but the pain got to bad and I let loose. If I wanted to do this, I had to do it fast. So, I placed the knife again, when Nick came out of the bathroom.

"What? How? Put it away!", he shouted with pure panic in his eyes. It took me a while to realise what had happened. I got caught. But even better, now he has to watch me die, knowing that it's all his fault. I stared at him and brought the knife in position again. "Move and I cut", I threatened, but inside I knew it was a lie. I didn't care if he moved, I would cut anyway, because I couldn't stay alive in here for any longer. I couldn't bear looking at him anymore, so I looked down to his feet, just to watch if he'd move closer. I pressed the knife against my skin again and my head started pounding. "Do you hear that?", Nick whispered confused. Apparently, the look on my face showed that I didn't know what he was talking about. "I mean the pounding. Do you hear the ponding?", he explained. It isn't in my head? That means someone is nearby! I started shouting for help and Nick came running towards me, to make me stop shouting. But I pointed the knife at him and threatened to stab him if he'd come closer, strangely he didn't stop. So, I put the knife back to my wrist and finally the threat worked. Suddenly I heard the pounding really close. Then there was a crash and within seconds the room was full of dust. When the dust finally settled, I started crying, but for the first time in days, if not week, they were happy tears.

There he stood, covered in dust and a bit of blood in his face, but still perfect to me. Behind him there were a couple of police officers who went in Nick's direction. While there was so much happening around me, I didn't realise any of it. I was just looking at him and a smile showed up on my face. He just came to me and kissed me. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I still didn't feel great, but because of him I got at least my will to live back. After putting me down again he wiped the tears, which I didn't realise even came, away and whispered: "Never scare me like this ever again, promise?" I promised him quietly and just rested my head on his chest. I thought the horror was finally over and I could return to a normal life. So, after giving a statement to the police, I went home in a good spirit, but that spirit changed as soon as Luke and I got to my house.

Suitcases and bags were stacked next to the front door. The door opened, my mom looked at us and spit in my face, words which I didn't expect to hear: "You, boy, were a mistake. You're just seeking for attention, without looking out for other people. I should have never adopted you. Just leave now." Then she just slammed the door, leaving us out here, shocked and confused. I felt like my legs were about to give in, so I grabbed Luke's shoulder. He picked me up to put me down on the floor gently. "Do you want to stay at my place for a while? My parents surely won't mind", Luke offered and obviously I took the offer, because I didn't have anywhere else to go and I felt save near him. So, we called a cab, took my luggage and drove to his place.

At his place I waited outside while he asked his parents if it were okay. It didn't take long for his mom to run out and hug me. I was a bit overwhelmed, but it was kind of nice to be welcomed somewhere so lovely. Luke and his dad came out after her, smiled at me and took my stuff into the house. After a couple of minutes cuddle time, she invited me into the house for dinner. Eating and talking with them felt strange, but in a good way. It felt like family, a feeling I never knew. Later in the evening, after playing a couple boardgames, I put my most important stuff where it belonged and then got in bed to cuddle with Luke.


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