The Abused

CHAPTER#24: Revenge Pt.2

                       ☆Darryl's POV☆

"Ready for your phone call Mr.Wilson?"

'Damn. You make it seem like I'm in jail or something haha... yes, I'm ready nurse.' She pulls the phone closer to where I can reach it and she walks out of the room.

I dial the number and the phone starts ringing.

"Hello?"

'Hey man, its me... are you prepared?'

"Yes. Me and DJ got everything under control and we're at the abandoned place now. We're just waiting for C to come." 'Perfect.'

'I'll check in later. Don't kill him. Just- scare him.'

"You've got it man. And hey... get better alright?"

'I will.. thanks man.'

"Bye."

                ♡ India's POV♡

I stir around in bed and I fall out hitting the ground harshly. I hear laughter in the room from none other than Michael and Melvina.

I growl with irritation and I lift myself up off of the floor and throw myself onto the bed.

Melvina is standing infront of the big mirror doing her make up. Michael is laying on his bed reading a book. I lay there wanting to slap those smirks right off of their faces. I look around the room thinking.. how did we come to this?

I barely knew Michael. We met at school and a few days later I'm staying in a hotel with him? He choked me out for gods sake. And.. Michael as well as Melvina fought but, they're 'cool' now staying in a hotel together.

My mom just came back into my life after all of those years and my dad is slowly breaking away from my life.

Its truly been hectic and I have a brother who is now in a hospital. Sometimes I think this isn't even real.. its too confusing.

There's a knock on the door and Melvina stops doing her make up to open it. My dad comes into the room with blood red eyes and he runs straight for me. He gets ontop of me while I'm in the bed and he starts strangling me while wrapping his cold hands around my neck.

I start squirming scratching at his hands trying to get him off. Michael tries to help but fails as my dad punches him in the face sending him flying back. Melvina grabs his arm and tries her hardest to pull him off.

He lets me go and I struggle to breathe as I get out of bed and I run out of the room running quickly down the stairs barefoot.

I see Michael's car but, I don't have the keys. I run into a alleyway and I step on glass cutting my foot. I make a high pitched yelp immediately regretting it. I stagger over to a dumpster and I sit behind it praying he won't find me here..

I hear foot steps and heavy breathing and I cover my mouth with my hand to silence my breathing. My heart is beating so fast it feels as though it can be heard aloud. I feel a pair of hands grab my hair and drag me along the rough and bumpy concrete. I start screaming as loud as I can kicking my legs trying to wiggle free until he with both hands grabs my hair and slams my head hard onto the concrete.

'STOPPP!' I sit up in bed with Michael and Melvina surrounding me looking worried. I start sobbing as I cover my face letting the tears flow down my face.

I can feel someone sit next to me wrapping their arms around me. I can't believe it was a bad dream.

I look up and Melvina is consoling me.