Summer's Story

4-The Fight

Summer's POV
I turned around to see this tall tan man and he was the man the one I met.

"See princess I told you that it was a surprise" he smirked

I then proceeded to tell him to get out or I was calling the cops. He then started walking toward me where I was pushed into hitting him in the foot with the bat. He yelled " you little shit your gonna regret that". I ran down the stairs to our downstairs bathroom where I could hear his footsteps right behind me I hurried and got in the bathroom. And closed and locked the door.

It then grew Silently cold. I cracked the door to see something fly past my head I slammed the door and realized it was above and arrow. "God what did I get myself into" she thought.

I began to panic what would I do now looked out the window to see someone pull up. I prayed to god that whoever it was could help me. Right as I spoon the words there was a bang and I saw that he had shot the car it bursted to flames. Right as I realized it was my only ticket out I was gonna have to fight.

I dig through the draws in the bathroom hoping I could find something to help me I ended up with some cotton balls, rubbing alcohol, some wax strips and a lighter. I decided maybe I could catch his ass on fire.
I heard him coming back I stuck the cotton ball to the wax strip soaked it in rubbing alcohol and waited with the light I open the door and ran as I ran I heard him running from the other side of the house I stopped long enough to light the cotton ball through it and run as he danced. I made it to my bedroom with the rubbing alcohol and my bat.

I then heard him climbing the stairs. Chanting "now you didn't think you could run me off that easily did you". I sat their waiting wanting for that son of a bitch to open the door because when he did he was gonna get soaked and beat to hell and back.

He started to turn the door handle I wanted behind the door and as soon as he entered I hit the shit out of him with the baseball bat he went down I sighed in relief. I then proceeded to get my phone and charger and lock my bedroom door.

As soon as my phone hit 1% I called 911 hoping it wouldn't take long. The operator assured me that I would be ok and that the police where on there way.

They pulled up and I sighed I fell to my knees sobbing, thanking god for saving me, they took me to the hospital where later they questioned me and assured me he wouldn't be getting out of the big house soon.

When I was done I got to Karlie's room and she grabbed me and assured me that we would be moving soon we just sat there and cryed and thanked the grace of god for what we had.